Vacuuming the Garage

Bryan and I took some of our wedding money and splurged on a Dyson vacuum. It is, as the hype says, the best vacuum on the market.

So with the wildfire ash having settled, I took another pass over the house this afternoon. Then I turned off the vacuum and thought. I thought for a second more. Then I wheeled the vacuum into the garage and turned it on. Louie of course watched me with his "what's the crazy girl doing now?" expression he's become so good at. But the ash (and dirt, and dust, and mold, and particulates, and dog hair, et cetera) has been removed from the garage. If only the machine had a longer cord and I could clean the sidewalks.