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.