Who wants to read my journal? You people scare me.

So last week Diana asked Andy to spend some money on what Diana wanted. A Roomba. Andy said Diana was being silly, because Roombas are crap. Diana vowed never to vacuum or sweep again (that lasted about 4 days since kitchen floor was really gross before the "discussion").

Yesterday Diana came home and Andy was researching Roombas online (all the places I had tried to show him last week, and he refused to even look because he already knew it all). **special note** the vacuum and carpet cleaner were (and still are) out.

Long story, short (too late I know)After some hassle (Andy found a coupon for 15% off, but it expired the 30th, snd he wasn't going to order it unless they gave him the discount dispite the fact it was $50 cheaper with free shipping for a newer model, than if we drove to Target and bought the one on the shelf.) DIANA HAS A ROOMBA ON ORDER FROM HSN.

I'm so excited. Now if they only made a robot to change the litter box and load/unload the dishwasher. (two robots, not one, that would be gross), maybe one to fold and put a way laundry too. I can dream can't I, right?

(I apologize for all the parantheitals) HAHHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH