Weddingbee Blog

A Roomba sale came up on Gilt Groupe while I was in New York, and admittedly, while I was in the shopping mecca of the country… I did some online shopping. I actually found a better deal on the Roomba on HSN, so I headed over there to buy my own robotic maid.

The Roomba is pretty neat. You can program it to run up to 7 times a week, and it cleans your floor in 45 minute increments, and then parks itself back in its charger when it’s finished. I had a hard time believing this hocus pocus would actually work, but Mrs. Lemon, mistress of gadgets, has had one for quite some time and has always said hers worked splendidly. I wouldn’t ordinarily order an extravagant SECOND vacuum, but our house is impossible to keep clean. Our skylights open, which means that when we have them open, dirt rains from the sky. Sure, we could close the skylights. But we don’t. So there. We keep all our windows and doors open at all times, because we don’t have air conditioning, and it’s just a dusty horrid mess around here.

It came in a couple weeks ago and I was hesitant to try it out right then and there, as Mr. Pengy had decided, since we were expecting company that weekend and all, that he wanted to turn our house into a disaster zone and slightly upgrade our shelving system from our cheapy wire racks, to slightly less cheap… wire racks. Hmm. So the house looked like this, not exactly robot vacuum friendly:

But the Roomba worked its magic, going around the billion obstacles in our house with ease, and finding its way back to its charger after 45 minutes.

The Roomba even climbs over rugs and floor mats with ease. Ah-mazing.

They actually have a model that mops, not just vacuums, but I actually enjoy mopping. Because I am sick. (Also, the model we need is way out of my price range.)

Now I need a robot maid who picks up my dirty dishes and puts them in the dishwasher. No, the dishwasher isn’t robotic enough. I need something that detects dirty dishes around the house and carries them to the washer, because I am incapable, and Mr. Peng doesn’t get home to do it for me until like 7PM.

I can’t stress enough how much this machine has transformed my life. Every morning at 11 the Roomba does its thang as I drink my coffee and work on Weddingbee. The amount of dirt the thing picks up every day is epic. Epicly gross. It’s also 45 minutes of entertainment (or torture) for your pets.

If you’ve got an Amazon.com registry, or can find a retailer that carries the Roomba that you’d like to register at, I’d consider it ASAP!!!

Would you consider a robotic vacuum? You should. It’s pretty neat.

What other gadgets out there do you know of that have transformed your cleaning routine?