a successful weekend.

Do you see that? Do you see what I am holding? That, my friends, is a Dyson DC07, which, brand new, costs $399.  But to a bargain-shopper/risk-taker/impulse-buyer like myself, it’s only $30 at my local, obviously clueless, Goodwill. That thing was priced the same as a beat-up Bissell.

I spied it across the store and thought to myself, “Self,” I said, “Why on earth would a Dyson be at a Goodwill? It must be broken.” I plugged it into an outlet on the wall and it came to life. I swept up some of the mysterious refuse on the Goodwill floor, turned it on its back to check the suction, looked for missing limbs… lo and behold, it worked beautifully. It was missing an attachment hose, but I’m a half-assed clean freak, so I don’t care much about that (by the way, that’s only about $30 to replace). I bought that little lady, took her home for a good cleaning, and realized the gravity of the situation… I had just obtained a $400 vacuum for less than a tenth of its original cost.

Scott and I spent the rest of the weekend on a serious My So-Called Life binge (thank you, Sary B.). I forgot how much I loved that show and how much it shaped and affected my adolescence. Though our marathon isn’t over yet - four more episodes to go - minute 2:58 of this clip is the absolute best moment of the series, hands down.