We own a pressure washer now. We went to Home Depot to get some waterseal for the deck and came home three hundred and fifty dollars poorer. Last year it was a dehumidifier after popping in to get some lightbulbs. Spouse definitely knows how to play me now. I tell him, this is how it starts you know, this slipping into old mandom.
It's not me, mind you, that's purchasing these things, yet nonetheless their utility has warmed me up to them. (Can you say that? Yet nonetheless. I think it's redundant. Kind of sounds like a jazz band.) I'd like to think that I am not like this with people, warming up to them only after they have demonstrated their utility. (I'm no republican.) When I was in my 20's, I'm sure I had no desire for one of these machines. But you should have seen the glee when Serge put it together. "And it has different nozzles!" "And I have TWO kinds of soap!" "This one is much better than my mother's." Here I'll show you.
Really, he's going to use it to clean the deck before we put the sealer down. Then what? He claims that window washing will be done with it. I'll bet it won't be as satisfactory as doing it by hand. I really tried too to talk him out of it. "We can rent a machine if you want. The gas one with the manly sound and smell! That's a lot cheaper." "How many times do you think you'll use it? Twice?" His response to that was, "A year," which of course justifies everything. So we have it now. I have to admit that the dehumidifier from last year is good down in the basement, that thing sucks a gallon a day of water out of the air down there. Maybe I'll come around to the pressure washer, in time.