I love my Roomba. It’s not a perfect vacuum cleaner, but it’s the only thing I own that reverses entropy.
With everything else in my life, if I interact with it, things get disordered. If I read a book, I have to put the book away later. If I cook, I have dishes and pots. No matter what, if I use it, things get dirtier.
The Roomba is the opposite. I touch a button and things get cleaner. Not clean – not colorful and pristine like an upright vacuum can do – but cleaner. Press a button, things are cleaner. I can’t wait for more things like this in my life.