When we started renovating, every project created mountains of dust. Brooms just pushed it around. One weekend, after coughing through another cleanup session, I bought a shop vac.
The first test was after sanding drywall. I flipped the switch and watched years of frustration disappear literally. The suction was strong, and the extendable hose reached corners brooms never could.
Soon it became my all-purpose problem solver: sawdust, spilled screws, cobwebs in the basement, even water from a small washing-machine overflow. Instead of panicking, I rolled out the shop vac and handled it.
It’s loud, takes up space, and sometimes smells faintly like every project we’ve ever done but honestly, I don’t mind.
Final thought: A shop vac feels like the unsung hero of home renovation. Once you own one, you wonder how you ever lived without it.
