Last week I outed my husband and his best friend...
Aren't they cute? And, so happy together.
So, it only seems fair to share MY best friend with you.
Derek and I go way back.
He cleans my entire house without complaining, gripping, or getting distracted. Every time I ask! He lets me direct him, guide him, and tell him exactly what needs to be done and precisely how I want it to be done. (He doesn't even miss the toilet when he does his business!)
My favorite thing about Derek is his willingness to dance with me. All around the house. Anytime of day. EVERY day. Sometimes he lets me lead.
He and I even share some of the same pet peeves. He can't stand crumbs, dirt, or cat hair. When he comes across such debris, he is on a mission to rid our home of it. I mean, how can you not love a man like that?!
Meet my best friend...
Derek, the Dyson!
Isn't he dreamy? He looks great in yellow, if I do say so myself.
I hope we remain friends forever. Oh, how I love him! But, unlike Nurse Boy and his beloved remote, I am willing to share my best friend. While Derek does make my heart beat faster, I love him even more when he is under the direction of someone else in our home.
Ah, yes! That's more like it!
As a matter of a fact, I am hoping that one day Derek and Nurse Boy will become the best of friends...