I love my steam mop. My dad and Cheryl gave it to me for my birthday. I love it. I have no illusions that I am a good housekeeper. Fortunately, my husband humors me and also chips in more than his fair share. The kitchen floor has always been a point of particular neglect. However, since I got this great present I have been mopping more than once a week (I won't begin to tell you how often it was before this--Yuck!) Now if only I can get the feeling to spread to other areas of my house. Someday maybe we will have a maid or at least children eager to earn allowance/slave labor.
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