Let us all join hands and have a moment of silence in honor of this...
And what is THAT, you might ask? Lean in, really closely...that's right, lean in to your monitors and take a nice big whiff...go ahead....what do you smell? Nothing? EXACTLY! No graham crackers, no wet grass, no Little Debbies, no doggie tinkle--that is pure, clean, fresh-smelling, professionally-cleaned carpet. In MY living room. It doesn't happen often around this house, so I thought I should record it for posterity in cyberspace.
And Joseph was oh-so-helpful, too. After the carpet man left, Joseph walked around the floor with a gift wrap roll, BLOWING on the carpet to try to dry it. He nearly hyper-ventilated, but he was having so much fun I couldn't bring myself to stop him.
(And I have to know...did any of you really lean and sniff your monitors? C'mon...'fess up! I only ask that because it's exactly the sort of thing I would do).