How sad am I?!

A few years ago (probably more than ten in fact) I remember sitting in a pub with friends and we got on to the subject of fridges. We were all getting quite excited when we suddenly realised just how old and SAD this made us all. We spent some time lamenting how this showed that we were old and responsible now, and moved on to other subjects.
This week I got excited about getting a new hoover. This must plumb new depths of sad behaviour!
We have a giant hoover that is great for cleaning up after building work, but is quite an effort to get out of the cupboard and move around the house. Adding to this size problem is the fact the house looks a grotty mess whatever we do because of the oldness and filled with boxesness of it all - plus things like this don't help the dust and grott any.

So we hardly ever hoover, which means, what with having a dog and living in the country, that everything is gravelly and covered in cobwebs. It gets wearing living like that!
So we have bought a cordless dyson with the hope that we can whip it out frequently for a quick wizz around. We shall see. Maybe we will still be too lazy (tired!) but I hope not.

I find it odd that they make it's rollers and stuff inside clear plastic and of such pretty colours. Surely they get grotty in anyones house not just ours?! We had a dyson before and I kind of hated it, it was cheap and plasticy looking and quite flimsy, the cleaner kept trashing bits off it which was expensive. It did work well though. This one seems a bit similar but will hopefully stand up to use better than the previous one.
We have used it twice in three days which is some kind of record - but could just be initial excitement.