Most everyone else in the world knows that you shouldn't ring the doorbell at a house that may contain sleeping babies unless you want to face the wrath of a frazzled mother, but delivery guys don't really seem to care about this. Probably because they usually ring the bell, drop the package on the doorstep and are in the truck and halfway down the street before I get the chance to give them an icy glare for waking up my youngest child.
But, I digress.
Midday Friday the doorbell rang. My kids were not sleeping so I happily bounded down the stairs to see who could be at the door. There stood Fed Ex Dude with my new Bissell 9400 Proheat 2x Select Upright Deep Carpet Cleaner that was not supposed to come for another two weeks. "Wow, it's just like CHRISTMAS!" I proclaimed while doing a happy dance. Fed Ex Dude eyed me nervously and moved the box inside the door for me since it was so heavy. How chivalrous. Off to his truck he escaped.
I was so excited! I even called Greg at work to announce our newest arrival. I was all pumped to do some major Cleaning 'O' Carpet until I realized that my mom was coming for the weekend in about two hours and probably wouldn't want to spend it watching me suck up filth with my new toy. The box sat unopened all weekend, taunting me. We kept busy though and I was able to properly ignore it all weekend long. That is, until this evening when I could no longer contain myself. Yeah, I know. I broke the "Keep the Sabbath Day Holy" commandment.
Can I just tell you how absolutely, positively wonderful it was to clean my disgusting carpets? The carpet in my family room needed a good scrubdown LAST January, when I had such bad morning sickness that I would just toss random pieces of food (crackers, raisins, etc) on the floor for A to eat. I even remember a time that I spilled a glass of juice and just watched it seep into the carpet because I knew if I moved at all I would start heaving again. I was happy to live in squalor if it meant not throwing up. Fortunately my attitude has changed since morning sickness subsided and I can now be relied on to make semi-intelligent decisions. If I spilled a glass of juice these days I would promptly clean it up, I assure you of that.
My carpet now looks clean and it smells divine. I would say it looks beautiful but it does not since I hate the color. It has a seventies "Golden Wheat" quality to it that I just can't seem to fall in love with. Plus it is about as comfortable as cozying up on the floor of a Texaco station. Not that I would know.
I don't know what it is about deep cleaning things that I love so much. Seeing all the dirt and grime that comes out of the carpet fills me with disgust and joy all at the same time. I felt the same way when we got our Dyson. We have had it for a year and a half and I have yet to tire of checking the canister after each room to see how much debris it has collected. It's a sickness, really.
I helped my inlaws clean their deck with a power sprayer last year and it was pure exhilaration. It took me ten times longer to do my portion of it because I had to get every little tiny piece of dirt and color out of the wood. Greg promptly took over so that we wouldn't be there for the
next two weeks and I contemplated becoming a dental hygenist. Scraping nastiness from the crevices of stranger's teeth? I could SO make a career out of that.Here I am with Bissell herself. I am hiding behind her because this was the best way to hide that I am wearing my satin candy cane pajama pants. Holy Embarrassing. Plus the camera added a bunch of weight so the view from the side made me look fatter than I actually am. Yeah, I'm sure that's what it was.
My purdy carpet lines. Just like Amber Waves of Grain. Kinda makes you want to sing America the Beautiful, doesn't it?Ah, bliss.
17 comments:
YAY!!! That's how I felt when my micer showed up. You know you're old when you get excited about appliances!
"mixer" totally nak and I should have at leasted glanced before hitting enter. How embarassing!
Yeah, Taffi, I read your blog though. You were all about breaking the Sabbath yesterday. ;) Thanks for asking about my mom. She is doing pretty good! I think every day gets a little better.
Amber, lol about the micer. I was so confused!
FUN! It was quite a thrill when we got our cleaner. I love your carpet lines---beautiful!
Don't you love the SOUND of a vaccuum sucking up stuff? Like when you get to a really really dirty spot, and it just gets all 'chomp crunchity cruuunch.' Love that. The sound of clean.
(I keep a small piece of paper taped to my door that says 'baby asleep.' WIth two little ones, it's almost always true, and my ebay habit has the deliveries coming frequently too!)
I have a Bissell ProHeat and I love it. I haven't used it in a year, but I love it and need to break it out again. I just have to find a time when the kids won't be all over the dampness.
Congrats on your new purchase. :)
You really had to link to America the Beautiful???!!:)
I, too, love the lines.
Loving the lines, Emily! After I get this kid out of me, I'll gladly join you in your obsessiveness!
"Oh say, can you see..." :)
ooh, I need me one of those babies.
That thing is awesome! I have total envy. Want to come and clean my carpet? Isn't it the best to get all the grime gone?
Em,
Those are some really gorgeous lines. Thanks for sharing your joy with us.
How very fun. You reminded me of when my mom got her new sweeper (that is how they say it in the midwest). She called me just to tell me how much dirt and cat hair had come up, and how many times she emptied the canister. She ws positively giddy!
Su-weet. I borrowed that fabulous machine from a friend once. It was really awesome.
Seriously jealous! And I'm totally jealous that you get carpet lines! Stupid cheap carpet!!
LOL! I want your Bissell. Want to make a trip and come do my carpets next?
Oh, the carpet cleaning. I too love a good vacuum session, and seeing all the dirt in there fills me with JOY.
You are my kind of mamma!! I love clean lines in my carpet. Very very Purdy!!!
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