When we renovated and moved into this house 12 years ago, we chose light carpeting. I have no idea what we were thinking. The baby was 8-years old -- an age that involves climbing trees and lots of muddy exploring. We had a big, black dog and now we have another one.
For three years, we had the oldies with us. That involved multiple stains of every imaginable type.
The husband's drink of choice is red wine. He routinely knocks it over while reaching for glasses or the remote control.
In 12 years, we've had lots of parties. There's an old saying, "It ain't a party until something gets broken." In our case, it ain't a party until something gets spilled.
I don't need photos to remember our years (so far) in this house. I can look at the carpeting.
One of my friends is trained as an interior decorator. She also owns several homes. As you can imagine, they're all beautiful. She told me once that carpeting should be in one of three color palettes: sand, sea or grass. If I ever buy new carpeting, I will take her advice.
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I love my light carpeting - and its stains. A repairman was just here and said, "Should I take off my shoes?" I said, "Of course not. Nobody else does"
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