Monday, April 10, 2017

Roomba Review

At Christmas, my little family grew by 1.  Tallulah and I were thrilled to welcome Ben, an 11.8 pound, 13.4 inch robot vacuum.  He has settled in beautifully with our family, and improved my life immeasurably, though I still can't get my dog to ride him.



But seriously, my Roomba has changed my life, which is a little bit hyperbole, but also kind of true.  Getting him set up and ready to go was a piece of cake - plug in, charge, vacuum. I use it two or three times a week, and it makes me insanely happy every time I hit the clean button and leave the house, knowing it will be sparkly when I get back.  I have almost exclusively hardwood floors, which are completely pet hair free by the time Roomba is done.  Most impressive for me is the vacuum's ability to get the gunk out of the tricky spots (against door jambs, corners).  Cleaning him out after the job is done is about as easy as possible, and I love that the brushes pop out, so that I can go to town on them.

So far, the only con is that Ben doesn't always make it home to his base.  Sometimes that's user error; I do some basic pre-cleaning for him, picking up Tally's toys, moving some furniture, but sometimes it's his.  There are a few high doorways in my apartment, and he'll get stuck if he doesn't approach at the right angle.  I don't love playing the where-is-Ben game, but he makes it back to his base 9 times out of 10, so it could be worse. I also do not take advantage of the scheduled clean function, mostly because of that dog poop disaster story, so I can't really comment on how well it works.

Will happen at the next party

To be honest, I think everyone deserves a robot vacuum, even if they are an investment.  The ease of pushing a button and having clean floors is happiness on the same level as baby elephant videos and that first really good spring day.  Treat yo self.

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