It’s pretty rare that I write a blog post about stuff I love. So, when I do, it means I have used this for a while, and REALLY love it.
I don’t want to let the chance pass me by to sing the praises of the incredible piece of household machinery that is the Hoover Windtunnel Max. (It’s official name is Hoover Windtunnel Max Multicyclonic Bagless Upright, but that sounds a little stuffy for a vacuum if you ask me.)
I received one of these vacuums as a gift from someone who felt my duct-taped 7-year-old Bissell was an embarrassment to humanity. Even though I consider myself the Messiest Housewife In The World, if I do clean, I want to do it right. That’s why I was ridiculously overjoyed to find this package on my front step this April:
So, when I put the thing together (like three little clicks and one screw to tighten), I put it through its paces. I immediately carried it downstairs by the cleverly positioned recessed handle underneath the canister, and straight into the lion’s den. My children had spilled about 5 lbs. of rice out of their sensory table
three months before the previous week.
Like the sound of those delightful fizzy firecrackers right before the grand finale, I vacuumed the offending area for 15 or 20 passes (5 foot square). And I got this:
I had forgotten what the carpet in the basement felt like without the disturbing sound of rice squinching deeper into the floor. Oh my goodness. Sweet carpeting is not ruined. I carried it one-handed with a little effort upstairs and swung by the kitchen garbage to empty the canister. It was a snap, opening cleanly from the bottom with the touch of a button on the top handle.
It was time for a head to head test. I wheeled out the squeaky old Bissell canister upright, which now had the feel of a dinged up Kia next to a Cadillac, and vacuumed the TV room. I followed up with the Hoover. I then apologized to the children for spending the last seven years making pretty lines in the carpet without ever actually vacuuming. The Bissell canister was filled with these little dust bunnies, and the Hoover…well, let’s just say I was so embarrassed, I didn’t take a picture of it. What I can tell you was that as I rolled it over the carpet that leads in from the backyard/sandpit of despair, all I could think of was that scene in The Green Mile when John Coffey sucks the black bugs out of people. The little window at the floor bristle lets you see the dust physically being lifted out of your rug with an oddly entrancing spectacle.
Next I hit the entryway for the final test of greatness: The Stair Attachment. My version is the P.A.W.S. pet hair specific one, which means instead of bristles, it has little paddles that ACTUALLY ROTATE on the stair hose brush. It did a great job, with visible debris in the freshly cleaned canister. In addition, when I pulled out the hose, I noticed the floor bristles automatically stop turning. Because I’m the numbskull who always seems to jam her toes under the brushes while reaching to suck a spider into a death of Helen Hunt proportions, I really appreciate the effort. There’s also a snazzy, easy lever to turn off the floor bristles with your foot when you get on a vacuuming roll and don’t want to stop the momentum from the living room shag right onto the kitchen tile.
What I didn’t tell you was that between every room, the kids were fighting over who got to press the cord rewind button. Best. Fun. Ever. Somehow it goes at the perfect speed so that it doesn’t pistol whip you in the calves like the old school Electrolux one my dad got from a farm auction when I was 8. I think I still have bruises.
The one thing I am having a hard time with is remembering that you turn it on with your thumb on the handle (which folds for easy storage). I spent the first few days trying to use my feet to turn it on and resemble a confused pioneer woman, bobbing and weaving conspicuously around the newfangled mechanical broom looking for the “on” switch. The front-placed moving stair attachment actually stays on really well during use, but the little detail brush may pop off if it isn’t seated just right. Which gives the vacuum a 98/100 on my list. Still an A+.
They also make a a swankier bristle-based upgrade for those who don’t find they spend a good portion of their cleaning time unwrapping pet hair from their attachments. Because I happen to know one of the engineers who designed it, I can tell you that these vacuums out-compete the over-hyped Dyson, for a fraction of the price. And as of right now, you can buy the one Amazon with free shipping for well under the retail value of $199.99.
But Jaime, you say, every new vacuum works well, right? I have been using this vacuum for 5 months now, and while its (washable) canister interior has gotten a little dustier (no, I haven’t cleaned it), the Hoover Windtunnel Max Multi-Cyclonic Upright Canister vacuum still works like a charm. I would recommend it to anyone.