I don't know if this is my fault for moving and having Frozen available on our iPads for the kids while the chaos was happening, but there is a serious Frozen addiction going on in our family. Peach can often be heard belting the words to "Let It Go" (or, "Don't Let it Go" as she used to sing...) and now Hazel has caught on. I've heard her singing it to herself in her crib when she's supposed to be falling asleep.
The kids request the Frozen soundtrack in the car. (and now that we rarely go anywhere that takes less than 15 minutes to get to, that's a lot of soundtrack time)
I don't do this often, but every time I try to sneak in a catnap on the sofa, Peach's "Fro-dar" will go off and she'll seize the opportunity to run up to me and say, "Elsa, do you wanna build a snowman?" followed by whispered instructions for how I'm supposed to respond like Elsa.
Even The Frog will chime in if someone starts singing "For the first time in forever..."
If Hazel sees a snowman anywhere, no matter the context, she points excitedly and exclaims, "Owaf!" (Olaf) And more often than not, she is sleeping with Anna, Elsa and Olaf in her clutches.
Neither The Frog nor Peach requested to watch movies before 2 (because they never did) and even though Hazel won't sit through a whole movie, when she sees an unused iPad laying around, she will point at it and say "Watch Frozen!"
That being said, you will better understand the following Kid Conversation with The Frog. I was instructing him from afar about how to use our new microwave while he heated up his own hotdog, and he was searching for the button that says "Power".
The Frog: (excitedly) Hey Mom! There's a button that says "Frozen"!!
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Monday, October 13, 2014
Kid Conversation
This is a conversation I was trying to have with Peach after she ripped some coveted toy from Hazel's clutches for the 17th time that day...
Me: You should tell Hazel, "that is mine, can you please give it back?" instead of grabbing it from her and making her cry.
Peach: It's not yours, mom, Kennedy gave it to me.
Me: No. I'm saying if I were you, I would say to Hazel, "That wallet is mine, can you please give it back?"
Peach: But mom, it's NOT yours!! It's MINE. Kennedy gave it to me!
me: No. I'm pretending to be you. And I'm telling you what I would say, pretending to be you.
Peach: Ok! You can be me, and I can be the mom.
Me: You should tell Hazel, "that is mine, can you please give it back?" instead of grabbing it from her and making her cry.
Peach: It's not yours, mom, Kennedy gave it to me.
Me: No. I'm saying if I were you, I would say to Hazel, "That wallet is mine, can you please give it back?"
Peach: But mom, it's NOT yours!! It's MINE. Kennedy gave it to me!
me: No. I'm pretending to be you. And I'm telling you what I would say, pretending to be you.
Peach: Ok! You can be me, and I can be the mom.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Hello NY!
Well, we are moved in. I keep meaning to take pictures for a tour, but I'm having a hard time finding a large enough chunk of time to do that and see that the rooms look clean in the pictures. You'd think living in a smaller space would be easier to keep clean, and in some ways it is, but mostly it just means that there are less places to hide the mess.
We have settled in Wappingers Falls. I know, I know- it looks like "whap-ing-ers" but it's really "wahp-in-jers". Now you're in the know.
I decided that I wasn't going to be my normal introverted self and made sure to introduce ourselves to at least our direct neighbors. We met them with some chocolate zucchini muffins in hand, and though I was terrified, they were well received. Turns out, we have a couple of neighbors with young kids/grandkids too!
We've had to re-"break-in" the kids with homeschooling. We completely got out of our routine and had to go through the 2 weeks of power-struggle so they could see that we mean business and, yes, we have to go to school every day, and work before play and all that. Peach has settled in nicely and has started addition and sounding out words (but addition is her favorite - that's my girl!) and Jack is really getting into reading. Things are going really well! Hazel really wants to get in on the homeschooling action and during The Frog's first break will often run over exclaiming, "my turn! my turn!" At first, I kind of sighed and went through the motions of what we are planning to do a year from now, but actually, Hazel recognizes the letters A and B and knows that the B says "buh". It's awesome!
I think the hardest change is that The Frog and Peach are sharing a room and so they are much more sleep-deprived than they used to be, and we are much less in control of their bedtime (because they stay up late playing with each other). The Frog still wakes up early, typical, but Peach sleeps in until about 7am. I think his sleep-deprivation may be closely tied to his crankiness, but I'm not sure what to do about that. It seems weird to reinstate naps with our now 6-year old (oh yeah! we had a birthday party! I really need to upload my photos.) but that may be in order.
Our ward here is much smaller than in Provo (not unexpected) and the people seem nice and there are a few other moms with young kids that seem great. Unfortunately, half of them live 45 minutes away, (ward boundaries are a lot bigger here) - closer to Connecticut (and Costco!) so playdates with them will be trickier to arrange. I am happy to be living where I am, though - a pretty street with well-kept, simple homes and convenient to shopping and farm stands.
Jay has been called to be the Young Men's President here - meaning he is in charge of the boys ages 12-18 (all 4 of them!) and I've been asked to serve as the second counselor in the Relief Society Presidency - they are head of the women's organization, all women over 18. I also get to play piano for the choir, which is nerve-wracking but so so fun!
I would like to post pictures, but I really haven't been taking very many. I think I'm over the worst of the depressed part of moving and so hopefully I'll feel more like I want to remember more moments. I must say, though it's really hard to get ready to move and then move in somewhere else with kids underfoot, they have really made this whole thing so much easier. Peach, especially, has just become so funny (though, at times, soooo difficult) and just seems to know when I need to hear someone say "I love you". I'm going to try and be better about writing down the cute things they say that make me chuckle. I still remember how nervous I was to bring the kids here for the first time because to me this place is worse in every way compared to our beautiful home in Provo that we made ours, but Peach, after doing a quick run-through exclaimed with a squeak, "MOM! I LOVE our new house!!"
Hopefully you and my future self are all feeling updated! :)
We have settled in Wappingers Falls. I know, I know- it looks like "whap-ing-ers" but it's really "wahp-in-jers". Now you're in the know.
I decided that I wasn't going to be my normal introverted self and made sure to introduce ourselves to at least our direct neighbors. We met them with some chocolate zucchini muffins in hand, and though I was terrified, they were well received. Turns out, we have a couple of neighbors with young kids/grandkids too!
We've had to re-"break-in" the kids with homeschooling. We completely got out of our routine and had to go through the 2 weeks of power-struggle so they could see that we mean business and, yes, we have to go to school every day, and work before play and all that. Peach has settled in nicely and has started addition and sounding out words (but addition is her favorite - that's my girl!) and Jack is really getting into reading. Things are going really well! Hazel really wants to get in on the homeschooling action and during The Frog's first break will often run over exclaiming, "my turn! my turn!" At first, I kind of sighed and went through the motions of what we are planning to do a year from now, but actually, Hazel recognizes the letters A and B and knows that the B says "buh". It's awesome!
I think the hardest change is that The Frog and Peach are sharing a room and so they are much more sleep-deprived than they used to be, and we are much less in control of their bedtime (because they stay up late playing with each other). The Frog still wakes up early, typical, but Peach sleeps in until about 7am. I think his sleep-deprivation may be closely tied to his crankiness, but I'm not sure what to do about that. It seems weird to reinstate naps with our now 6-year old (oh yeah! we had a birthday party! I really need to upload my photos.) but that may be in order.
Our ward here is much smaller than in Provo (not unexpected) and the people seem nice and there are a few other moms with young kids that seem great. Unfortunately, half of them live 45 minutes away, (ward boundaries are a lot bigger here) - closer to Connecticut (and Costco!) so playdates with them will be trickier to arrange. I am happy to be living where I am, though - a pretty street with well-kept, simple homes and convenient to shopping and farm stands.
Jay has been called to be the Young Men's President here - meaning he is in charge of the boys ages 12-18 (all 4 of them!) and I've been asked to serve as the second counselor in the Relief Society Presidency - they are head of the women's organization, all women over 18. I also get to play piano for the choir, which is nerve-wracking but so so fun!
I would like to post pictures, but I really haven't been taking very many. I think I'm over the worst of the depressed part of moving and so hopefully I'll feel more like I want to remember more moments. I must say, though it's really hard to get ready to move and then move in somewhere else with kids underfoot, they have really made this whole thing so much easier. Peach, especially, has just become so funny (though, at times, soooo difficult) and just seems to know when I need to hear someone say "I love you". I'm going to try and be better about writing down the cute things they say that make me chuckle. I still remember how nervous I was to bring the kids here for the first time because to me this place is worse in every way compared to our beautiful home in Provo that we made ours, but Peach, after doing a quick run-through exclaimed with a squeak, "MOM! I LOVE our new house!!"
Hopefully you and my future self are all feeling updated! :)
Monday, October 6, 2014
Family Photos at Vassar!
I have so much I could say right now and a lot of catch up, but this blog has been photoless for too long, and I'm excited about how well our photo shoot went today, so I'm just going to put up some of my favorites. We thought it would be fun to utilize all the cool old buildings at Vassar, so that's where we are!
Unfortunately, the family pics weren't great... we'll probably have to do them again (the downfall of using self-timer...) but I got some really fun shots of the kids! One of our family shots would have been ok if the lens were just clean!! argh!! You'll know which photo that is when you see it...
These are all without editing, except for the second family photo whose colors were completely washed out.
Unfortunately, the family pics weren't great... we'll probably have to do them again (the downfall of using self-timer...) but I got some really fun shots of the kids! One of our family shots would have been ok if the lens were just clean!! argh!! You'll know which photo that is when you see it...
These are all without editing, except for the second family photo whose colors were completely washed out.
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| here's the dirty lens shot. le sigh. |
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| if only I had just scooted closer!! |
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| The Frog suggested this picture. I love that he was getting into the whole thing :) |
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| Peach chose this spot. It's one of my favorites! |
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| Candid, but I love this one! |
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| Can you tell I love this door? Put it with these kids and I'm completely enamored! |
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| 3 of the same shot, sorry! it's so hard not to show them all!! |
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| I finally got an all girls shot to replace my framed one of me with Peach when she was a baby |
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| LOVE this girl!! |
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| It is SO hard to get him to look at the camera! |
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| Turns out, The Frog might be boy band material! ;) |
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| It is sooo hard to get a good pic of Peach smiling. When she smiles on command she really just squints her eyes and shows her teeth, haha |
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| Funny small door. "What's in there?" |
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| My cute boys |
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| I love seeing the hole where The Frog's 2 teeth are missing! :) |
Friday, August 22, 2014
Welcome to NY!
It has been SOOO long since I've logged anything here, but I swear I have a good excuse.
1) moving
2) moving to a remote place in MA that has no internet reception or cell service
3) moving again, finally to our new home in NY.
I've learned a lot these last few weeks. A Lot.
Though soo soo grateful to Jay's parents for letting us take over their summer home while we found a place to live, I must admit I was dreading being cut off from the world so thoroughly. My first Sunday at church, I was slightly relieved that the branch had no nursery so that I could run one for Hazel and finally check my email on my phone. It was really annoying at first because we kinda needed the internet to figure out where we were going to live, so for awhile, we would drive over to the (tiny) local library and sit in our minivan (oh yeah! we got a minivan) using their wireless. The kids would watch a movie in the back on their iPads and I would scour craigslist and zillow while Jay would catch up on his gazillion emails he got over the last 2 days.
However, once we knew where we were living I actually really really liked being cut off from the world. It was very freeing in a way. I spent a lot more time reading books. In a way, it felt more indulgent because when you spend time online it feels like I am "working". Gaining information. Paying bills. Unbolding emails. But reading a book novel is really just blatantly all pleasure.
So it turns out I can live without internet.
The things I missed the most actually turned out to be:
-potable water that comes out of your tap
-climate control
-having more control over the amount of bugs I encounter on a daily basis
-having a closet to hang my clothes in.
I was surprised by how annoyed I got having to dig through a suitcase for my stuff all the time. Closets ROCK!
Anyway, after nearly buying a house in Poughkeepsie, we realized (i'm feeling very listy today, aren't I?)
-closing on a house takes FOR.E.VER (okay, just 45-60 days) in NY and Jay was going to end up sleeping on the floor of his office for 6 weeks while the rest of us lived in MA and it all just sounded horribly inconvenient.
-the market here is AWESOME for buying a house, but HORRID for selling a house and if we ended up needing to move in a year it could have been really hard to sell and we were purposely buying a fixer-upper which means we had only 1 year to fix everything up. and learn a new place. and homeschool The Frog. and....
So I chickened out on the house and we are renting instead.
In true Libby fashion, I tried to find the cheapest place possible that had (another list)
-2 car garage
-lots of storage space
-nice neighborhood
-real backyard
-within a 20 minute drive of Vassar
-could move in by the time Jay needed to start showing up at work
We did find a place but it feels SO tiny! We are losing our office space, our TV room, a bedroom, a food storage room, and my craft room. (and a bathroom, but I was always secretly annoyed at having to clean 3 bathrooms so for me, that's a good thing.) BUT there is an attic where we are trying to store as much as we possibly can so that we won't have to repack as much when we move next year.
We decided to put our bed in the smallest bedroom so we could use the master bedroom as a treadmill/TV/craft room. Our bedroom is SO funny. I laugh every time I go in there because there is 1 foot on all sides of the bed before you hit wall. Luckily, our nightstands are really small and they perfectly fit! :)
The kids are all sharing 1 bedroom smaller than their old one. We're still trying to decide where will be the least awkward place to put Hazel's crib... But I think it will provide some real sibling bonding, don't you?
Really, the smallness doesn't bother me that much. Really what bothers me is HOW MUCH STUFF WE HAVE! Every time Jay brings in another box that says "Kitchen" or "Craft" I feel myself blushing. Don't get me wrong... my dessert plates are adorable. But after going through everything and saying "I can live without this for the next year. Let's put it in the attic," a small corner of my brain whispers that perhaps I could live without it. period.
We have a LOT of bottled pears from our old pear tree.
Luckily, I don't know where to donate stuff here yet so I'm off the hook for now :)
Now for the real kicker.
I don't mean to complain, but I spent FOUR DAYS deep cleaning this place. It was FILTHY! Like no-way-Libby-it-couldn't-be-that-bad-you're-exaggerating bad.
If you have a weak stomach, you should stop reading now.
So the previous owners had 2 cats and lived here for 3 years. I think they must have been saving up for a third cat and accidentally left it in their CARPET! Seriously! I have the picture to prove it!
All of that is CAT. HAIR. and it all came from the master bedroom ALONE. It took me 2 HOURS of vacuuming that one room to get it out.
but let me back up.
So I was pleased to hear that the carpets would be professionally cleaned on Monday before we could start getting ready to move in. My plan was to do the last finishing touch cleaning items before I move my things in like vacuuming out kitchen drawers, etc. for maybe a day or so and then start unpacking.
I get there on Tuesday and walk in thinking "YIKES!! WHAT IS THAT SMELL!!"
I was trying to be nice and so carried on with the vacuuming of the kitchen drawers and shelves when I noticed this place is coated in colonies of cobwebs. Ok ok, yeah, this is a rental unit with vaulted ceilings so it's not surprising that there would be cobwebs in places that required me to use a step-stool and a long vacuum attachment to get. That is semi-understandable. But no, we're talking door frames, walls (even at waste level!), cabinets, every. single. corner. So now I have to go around the whole house and basically vacuum the walls and corner. Thank goodness this place is so small!
So then I go to the master bedroom to start putting some of my things away in the closet and I'm sitting on the floor nearly gagging from the horrid wet animal smell. I look at Jay and say, "do you smell that?"
Jay: *sniff sniff* "no"
me: "what? seriously? that horrid wet dog smell? you can't smell that"
Jay: not really.
So now, I'm starting to think I'm just over-reacting.
I go do things in other parts of the house and then go back to the master and MAN! it stinks!!
So then I get all whiny to Jay and how I'm scared to say something to the landlord because I don't like inconveniencing people, so basically what I'm saying is I make Jay do it.
He and his wife say they can't smell anything but they agree to my proposal to let me rent a steam cleaner with a pet odor treatment from Home Depot to see if I can get it to come out with a bit of work.
We get the thing rented and the lady tells me to be sure an vacuum first.
okay, yeah. good idea.
Unfortunately, my vacuum head that does floors got separated from the rest of my vacuum in the move. Luckily, this house has a central vacuum, so I decide to use that. It doesn't have rollers on it, just an attachment lined with stiff bristles.
So I start vacuuming back-and-forth (like anyone would) and I see what looks like a ball of lint or something accumulate. I figure the head must just be dirty with lint and now it's rubbing off on the carpet. I'll just get that with the Dyson.
But no. It just keeps happening. The whole length of the carpet! I soon realize that I am essentially combing cat hair off of the carpet into little piles. So I did this very methodically across the whole room and then went back with my Dyson and sucked up the piles. Then I'd do it again purpendicularly, etc.
I'd be lying if I said that some level of me didn't enjoyit. I do love getting something really grimy to become clean. But this quickly got old once I decided to go over the entire carpet until I no longer got hairballs to come out of it.
2 HOURS LATER I finally stopped getting little piles to appear in the Master bedroom. On to the next room...
I have never EVER sweat so much vacuuming carpet before.
So yeah, looks like I wasn't the crazy smeller of phantom stink after all. And that also makes me feel pretty good.
I think smelling stinks is one of the super powers all moms get so we can make sure our kids don't get diaper rash. Unfortunately, it can also be a curse and cause you us to vacuum cat fur for 2 hours. I had to repeat the same procedure in all the other bedrooms, the hall, and the family/dining room as well. Luckily, none of the others were even half so bad.
So once that was all done, I used the steamer and went to bed at 1am. I can't remember now.
The next morning it still smelled bad and so I did it all again. (though I only vacuumed twice this time)
It still smells and the landlord has graciously agreed to replace the carpet.
YAY!!
However, that means we have to move all our stuff out in a week. Again. *sigh*
But it will be sooo worth it.
Well, I was just taking an unpacking break to double-check a youtube video about getting rid of a slow draining sink and am still surrounded by boxes. I should go. (really, I should go to bed. after I fix the sink, I promise!)
1) moving
2) moving to a remote place in MA that has no internet reception or cell service
3) moving again, finally to our new home in NY.
I've learned a lot these last few weeks. A Lot.
Though soo soo grateful to Jay's parents for letting us take over their summer home while we found a place to live, I must admit I was dreading being cut off from the world so thoroughly. My first Sunday at church, I was slightly relieved that the branch had no nursery so that I could run one for Hazel and finally check my email on my phone. It was really annoying at first because we kinda needed the internet to figure out where we were going to live, so for awhile, we would drive over to the (tiny) local library and sit in our minivan (oh yeah! we got a minivan) using their wireless. The kids would watch a movie in the back on their iPads and I would scour craigslist and zillow while Jay would catch up on his gazillion emails he got over the last 2 days.
However, once we knew where we were living I actually really really liked being cut off from the world. It was very freeing in a way. I spent a lot more time reading books. In a way, it felt more indulgent because when you spend time online it feels like I am "working". Gaining information. Paying bills. Unbolding emails. But reading a book novel is really just blatantly all pleasure.
So it turns out I can live without internet.
The things I missed the most actually turned out to be:
-potable water that comes out of your tap
-climate control
-having more control over the amount of bugs I encounter on a daily basis
-having a closet to hang my clothes in.
I was surprised by how annoyed I got having to dig through a suitcase for my stuff all the time. Closets ROCK!
Anyway, after nearly buying a house in Poughkeepsie, we realized (i'm feeling very listy today, aren't I?)
-closing on a house takes FOR.E.VER (okay, just 45-60 days) in NY and Jay was going to end up sleeping on the floor of his office for 6 weeks while the rest of us lived in MA and it all just sounded horribly inconvenient.
-the market here is AWESOME for buying a house, but HORRID for selling a house and if we ended up needing to move in a year it could have been really hard to sell and we were purposely buying a fixer-upper which means we had only 1 year to fix everything up. and learn a new place. and homeschool The Frog. and....
So I chickened out on the house and we are renting instead.
In true Libby fashion, I tried to find the cheapest place possible that had (another list)
-2 car garage
-lots of storage space
-nice neighborhood
-real backyard
-within a 20 minute drive of Vassar
-could move in by the time Jay needed to start showing up at work
We did find a place but it feels SO tiny! We are losing our office space, our TV room, a bedroom, a food storage room, and my craft room. (and a bathroom, but I was always secretly annoyed at having to clean 3 bathrooms so for me, that's a good thing.) BUT there is an attic where we are trying to store as much as we possibly can so that we won't have to repack as much when we move next year.
We decided to put our bed in the smallest bedroom so we could use the master bedroom as a treadmill/TV/craft room. Our bedroom is SO funny. I laugh every time I go in there because there is 1 foot on all sides of the bed before you hit wall. Luckily, our nightstands are really small and they perfectly fit! :)
The kids are all sharing 1 bedroom smaller than their old one. We're still trying to decide where will be the least awkward place to put Hazel's crib... But I think it will provide some real sibling bonding, don't you?
Really, the smallness doesn't bother me that much. Really what bothers me is HOW MUCH STUFF WE HAVE! Every time Jay brings in another box that says "Kitchen" or "Craft" I feel myself blushing. Don't get me wrong... my dessert plates are adorable. But after going through everything and saying "I can live without this for the next year. Let's put it in the attic," a small corner of my brain whispers that perhaps I could live without it. period.
We have a LOT of bottled pears from our old pear tree.
Luckily, I don't know where to donate stuff here yet so I'm off the hook for now :)
Now for the real kicker.
I don't mean to complain, but I spent FOUR DAYS deep cleaning this place. It was FILTHY! Like no-way-Libby-it-couldn't-be-that-bad-you're-exaggerating bad.
If you have a weak stomach, you should stop reading now.
So the previous owners had 2 cats and lived here for 3 years. I think they must have been saving up for a third cat and accidentally left it in their CARPET! Seriously! I have the picture to prove it!
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| BAM! |
but let me back up.
So I was pleased to hear that the carpets would be professionally cleaned on Monday before we could start getting ready to move in. My plan was to do the last finishing touch cleaning items before I move my things in like vacuuming out kitchen drawers, etc. for maybe a day or so and then start unpacking.
I get there on Tuesday and walk in thinking "YIKES!! WHAT IS THAT SMELL!!"
I was trying to be nice and so carried on with the vacuuming of the kitchen drawers and shelves when I noticed this place is coated in colonies of cobwebs. Ok ok, yeah, this is a rental unit with vaulted ceilings so it's not surprising that there would be cobwebs in places that required me to use a step-stool and a long vacuum attachment to get. That is semi-understandable. But no, we're talking door frames, walls (even at waste level!), cabinets, every. single. corner. So now I have to go around the whole house and basically vacuum the walls and corner. Thank goodness this place is so small!
So then I go to the master bedroom to start putting some of my things away in the closet and I'm sitting on the floor nearly gagging from the horrid wet animal smell. I look at Jay and say, "do you smell that?"
Jay: *sniff sniff* "no"
me: "what? seriously? that horrid wet dog smell? you can't smell that"
Jay: not really.
So now, I'm starting to think I'm just over-reacting.
I go do things in other parts of the house and then go back to the master and MAN! it stinks!!
So then I get all whiny to Jay and how I'm scared to say something to the landlord because I don't like inconveniencing people, so basically what I'm saying is I make Jay do it.
He and his wife say they can't smell anything but they agree to my proposal to let me rent a steam cleaner with a pet odor treatment from Home Depot to see if I can get it to come out with a bit of work.
We get the thing rented and the lady tells me to be sure an vacuum first.
okay, yeah. good idea.
Unfortunately, my vacuum head that does floors got separated from the rest of my vacuum in the move. Luckily, this house has a central vacuum, so I decide to use that. It doesn't have rollers on it, just an attachment lined with stiff bristles.
So I start vacuuming back-and-forth (like anyone would) and I see what looks like a ball of lint or something accumulate. I figure the head must just be dirty with lint and now it's rubbing off on the carpet. I'll just get that with the Dyson.
But no. It just keeps happening. The whole length of the carpet! I soon realize that I am essentially combing cat hair off of the carpet into little piles. So I did this very methodically across the whole room and then went back with my Dyson and sucked up the piles. Then I'd do it again purpendicularly, etc.
I'd be lying if I said that some level of me didn't enjoyit. I do love getting something really grimy to become clean. But this quickly got old once I decided to go over the entire carpet until I no longer got hairballs to come out of it.
2 HOURS LATER I finally stopped getting little piles to appear in the Master bedroom. On to the next room...
I have never EVER sweat so much vacuuming carpet before.
So yeah, looks like I wasn't the crazy smeller of phantom stink after all. And that also makes me feel pretty good.
I think smelling stinks is one of the super powers all moms get so we can make sure our kids don't get diaper rash. Unfortunately, it can also be a curse and cause you us to vacuum cat fur for 2 hours. I had to repeat the same procedure in all the other bedrooms, the hall, and the family/dining room as well. Luckily, none of the others were even half so bad.
So once that was all done, I used the steamer and went to bed at 1am. I can't remember now.
The next morning it still smelled bad and so I did it all again. (though I only vacuumed twice this time)
It still smells and the landlord has graciously agreed to replace the carpet.
YAY!!
However, that means we have to move all our stuff out in a week. Again. *sigh*
But it will be sooo worth it.
Well, I was just taking an unpacking break to double-check a youtube video about getting rid of a slow draining sink and am still surrounded by boxes. I should go. (really, I should go to bed. after I fix the sink, I promise!)
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