Ugh. I hate it I hate it I hate it!

Cream colored, deep pile carpet. 4 year old child. Chocolate milk. No...not a spill. Chocolate milk that's been sitting and curdling in his stomach for a couple of hours....thrown up ALL over the deep pile, cream colored carpet. Not to mention his bed, pillow, blankets....but all those things can be washed.

The carpet? Hell no. I took my Oxy-clean carpet cleaner...and my hand-held carpet shampoo-er......and turned a giant, sopping slimy mess into an even bigger beige continent on a cream-colored sea. Well, at least it doesn't smell bad anymore.

I swear, the landlords are going to expect us to replace this crap with brand new carpet when we move out.

I've already explained to my hubby that we're ripping out ALL the downstairs carpet in our San Antonio house when we move out there in a few months. It's gonna be all tile. Nice, beautiful tile....that can be mopped and disinfected and you'd never know that a four year old milk-o-holic threw up on it.

Bleh....I hate carpet. Did I say that already?

Thanks for letting me rant.