Okay, so the holiday weekend is over. It’s time to get serious and do some housecleaning. I don’t understand why they can put a man on the moon, but they can’t make a self-cleaning house! There’s no question in my mind that if traditionally men were required to do the housework we would have riding vacuum cleaners, house windows with washer/wiper attachments, and beds that remade themselves upon exit.
The fact that we don’t have these inventions is not because women lack the creativity and talent to come up with them, but because they are too busy taking care of the men and boys in their lives to find the time to work on these issues. Someone did come up with the self-cleaning oven; how about self-cooking meals? I’m not talking TV-dinner fare, I mean produce and meats that jump out of the fridge, unassisted, and dice, slice, boil, roast, or fry themselves. Okay, maybe that’s a little over-the-top.
I’d settle for the self-cleaning house. They were on the right track with Roomba, that robotic vacuum cleaner, but it needed to be able to do walls and ceilings in addition to floors, make and serve me a Pina Colada and, of course, be affordable. When they come up with that little gem, I’m in!