What a nasty nasty thing it is to tear out carpet. We skipped our run to do demolition. Which started out as PARTY! Just think of the word: DEMOLISH. How excellent is that?!?! When I first moved into the house, I stepped on the threshold and the carpet tackstrip (the wood strip thingy with nails in it that looks like a midevil torture device) was poking through the carpet and I stepped on it. Let’s just say I probably scared the children.
So that was where we started. Paul gave me the first tear–at that section. It was cool for about 15 minutes. Then we saw all the dirt that accumulates under the carpet and padding. Then we saw the color the carpet originally was. In the words of Everybody Loves Raymond, “Holy CRAP, Marie!”
Needless to say, this is one of those “character building” tasks. Like moving stuffed animals from the school library (Susan) or a job cutting paper (Paul)–THIS is the kind of thing that makes me glad that this is not my everyday job.
Tags: Floors


I have stepped on that tack strip too! That mess HURTS!
Don’t even remind me of the paper cutting job…I couldn’t get out of that job fast enough!!!
By the way, I just noticed in the picture that you were wearing your Duke shorts. I must have been blocking that out. We really need to get you some Carolina shorts that you can wear instead!