I don’t much like cleaning house, but I like my house when it’s clean. To this end we bought a Roomba, one of those little robot vacuum cleaners. Found a smashing deal on a refurb.
Bob set it up to go off by itself at 2:00 p.m. so it would work while we were gone. He was going to work late so he sent me an e-mail asking me to look for it when I got home – to make sure that it got back to it’s little recharging base successfully.
Well, the first thing I did when I got home was look at the base. No Roomba.
I walked around, noting the dog and cat hair drifting at my feet, like it was when I left. I started looking for the Roomba in earnest, checking obscure corners and under furniture. I looked in every room in the house, albeit cursorily. I wasn’t making it my life’s work, but I checked every room. No Roomba.
I called Bob and told him the vacuum was nowhere to be found. He said, “Was the front door open? Maybe it snuck out.” Ha ha.
No. Bob came home and looked around for it, too, later that same evening. No Roomba.
We forgot about it for a couple of days, and then Bob went on a hands-and-knees tour of the house look for the Roomba. He found the little rascal in the front bedroom in the folds of the bedskirt. It had tried to vacuum up a sock and choked, and, apparently ashamed of itself went into hiding. The battery wasn’t dead, it was just unconscious. We dislodged the sock, hit the power, and it started right up.
Anyway, we learned that you can’t leave anything on the floor. And that maybe we’ll just have the Roomba do the front half of the house. Not so many square feet to search.
4 thoughts on “Robots and Housework”
i thought the ‘bot might have been in the family room, eating bon bons and watching soap operas!
would consider one of these, but the dog would have a stroke… but watching him chase it for a few minutes would be big fun!
That was a good story sis. Does it work, though. Did it pick up the animal hair? Ive always had some interest in those.
Yes, it sort of does. On bare floor. I haven’t been too impressed on the rug, though. I re-vacuumed it right after the Roomba finished Monday.
DaisyFae – My dog is so dumb he lets the Roomba run into him. Then he jumps up, surprised. And goes and lays down, and lets it happen again. And again. I watched it happen three times in a row before I couldn’t stand it anymore and put him outside.
This dog’s name is Gunnar. We call him Goober, though. You can see why.
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