Even great love affairs end. Yes, I drew a whole comic strip about you last year and waxed rhapsodic about your graceful construction, hand-crafted from dried Tiger Grass stalks.
And I was so happy when I bought you from the roadside stall in the mountains and brought you to the farm. You brought me so much joy!
I didn’t think it would happen, but it did. You will now spend the rest of your days resting on the shelf with all the other cleaning implements I’ve tried and discarded while I … ROOMBA!
The Roomba sweeps like a dream! By ITSELF! So when I say “I Roomba” all I’m doing is pressing the button and then emptying out the dirt bin! I didn’t really mean to replace you just like that. But the Roomba was a gift! How could I turn it down?
And ok, while I was at it I also bought this plastic broom and dustpan set. The stiff bristles are just better at getting into all those stony crevices where things tend to pile up.
Thanks for the memories Walis. Maybe one day we’ll have a sweep for old times sake.