How to get your bedroom floors done: kick down the door. At least, that's what I did.
Thomas locked himself in the boys' bedroom and couldn't figure out how to unlock it himself. He cried and cried. I tried and tried to open it with a knife, scissors, hair pin, and tweezers. It wouldn't open. After all these failures I asked myself, "How long am I supposed to wait until I can justify kicking the door down?" So, I kicked it down. Then we called Bob and Ben said, "My Mama broke my door!" He came and fixed it, and that is what inspired me to finally get around to ripping out the carpet in their bedroom and ours to stain it to match the rest of the house.
My entire house will be stained concrete with absolutely no dusty wall-to-wall-carpet that was formerly peed on by a dog and smoke on by a dude. Nothing but fresh air here.
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