Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The second love of my life: Alvin the Roomba

The original intent of this blog was to feature all things domestic — gardening, home improvement, sock darning, etc. … I obviously like to cook more than participate in any of those other activities, though. So since nearly all of my posts have been centered in the kitchen, today I’m going to share with you the second love of my life, “Alvin” the Roomba, our iRobot 560 vacuuming robot. Alvin came to us as a Christmas gift from my parents. He makes us so happy. I can barely remember what life was like before he arrived. I seem to recall it being pretty similar, but with a greater volume of dust bunnies. I named our Roomba because to me, he’s not just a vacuum. We can’t have pets due to allergies, so he’s as close to a furry friend as our house will ever see.

Alvin vacuums our downstairs Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 10 a.m. His close attention to detail and gentle temperament with our furniture have earned him a special place in our hearts. Dust allergies have already improved and we’re no longer embarrassed to show the bottoms of our socks.

A few weeks ago, while I was lying in bed with a cold that I believed had the potential to take my life, I heard Alvin play his start-up song — similar to the theme from the original Mario Brothers — and back out of his dock. He began whirring away, sweeping up the previous day’s grime, almost as if to say, “No, no. You rest. Let me take care of the house.” If only he could have delivered orange juice and Sudafed to my beside.

Since we have all hard floors downstairs (the only place we use Alvin), this machine works especially well in our house. Our friends who have Roombas circulating on carpeted areas, however, report mixed reviews. If you look into getting an Alvin of your own, check out the different models and make sure your floors are properly suited.

Next on my wishlist: The Scooba.