Dusters On the Soles of Her Shoes
Feb 26th, 2008 by Marilyn
I swung the door open because I knew the mail was about to be delivered. I knew this because we still have no curtains on the first floor, and because the adorable vintage mailbox we bought on eBay has proved too small to hold the mail. So I opened the door to greet him, and he handed me a white package, and said:
“As Seen on TV, huh?”
Hey…this was not our usual mailman. Where was John? He would never question my mail. If I ordered a 12-foot purple python, John would hand it to me, say “gettin’ cold today!” and move next door.
“Whatever it is, is it gonna make things easier? Gonna ‘improve your life?’”
Ha ha, I said, uneasily, taking my mail and the offending white box. Yeah, sure hope it does! Slam.
Yes, Mr. I-Shouldn’t-Be-Judging-Your-Mail, yes we did order one of those products (and let me say that ordering it on Amazon felt so much better) and on their first day out, dare I dream it…they may be improving our lives already.
Meet the best friends that wide wood planks (and low arches) ever met:
Dust Mop Slippers. Foot Dusters. “Swiffer” Slippers.
Clearly they’re not Manolos, but then again, I don’t see Manolo cleaning my floor.
We are all wearing them – even Greg. As a matter of fact, I believe I first mentioned the idea (“ha ha, wouldn’t it be great if we could wear swiffers on our feet?”) and Greg actually found the idea.
Credit is very important in our family. If proper credit isn’t assigned – well, the whole idea is dust in the wind.
They are perfect for Josie, – or any kid in constant motion – because the minute you tear them open, you have the urge to skate across the floors like Dorothy Hamill. Obviously, without the haircut. Back in sixth grade, mine did not work out.
See? Look at her amazing Double-Duster Toe Loop. Look at the speed, the grace…the athleticism.
Look at all the dog fur she’s picking up!
And they’re not just fun for kids…
…care for an afternoon dust mop tango in kicky tartan plaid? Ooh la la.
So addictive and easy are their floor-cleaning powers that by their first evening here, we were all mindlessly shuffling around in them. It was like Night of the Living Dust.
Dust…Dust…Duuuuust…
Anything to clean these lovely but endless floors. If only they made them for dogs!
