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Carpet Day

Why I love carpet cleaning day -- before the cleaners showed up:

Oliver is crawling around now so I put my foot down and said we were getting it cleaned. Here's how it looked after the cleaning:

We also had them clean the carpeting upstairs so Kat's new room was super clean before she moved in:

All of our carpeting is original to the house, circa 1997, so it's in very good shape for its age. I still hate it, and I'd like to tile every room. Edward mostly agrees (he still wants carpet in the bedrooms) but we've never gotten around to starting the process. Pretty soon we'll have to, as the carpet isn't going to last much longer. But in the meantime, it's clean. :)

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nightsmusic said…
We finished the downstairs with CaliBamboo hardwood a couple months ago. I can't tell you how much better the house smells now that the disgusting original to 1993 carpet is gone down here. It didn't matter how much we cleaned it. And the back when we tore it out...barf! Next is redoing upstairs but I want a nice, textured berber up there so I don't have to hear anyone who might visit, walking around.

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