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Libby has wanted to tear up the carpet in our upstairs since - oh, I don't know - 20 minutes after we moved into the house. We kinda go back and forth on it.

The way she sees it, our current carpet is old and dingy, and it kinda smells funny when you vacuum. It also looks bad, and if we ever do move, we'd have to get new carpet before we tried to sell our place anyway. On top of all that, from pulling up corners and peeking underneath, you can see that the carpet potentially covers some nice hardwood floors, which are always fun to slide around on.

On the other hand, the way I see it is that we have carpet now, and last time I checked, new carpet still costs money, so we can make due with the status quo.

In conclusion, we started tearing up the carpet last weekend.

I've inhaled somewhere between 2-6 pounds of carpet dust, but I'm pretty sure had a glass of water last week sometime, so I figure I'm still well flushed. Plus, it'll save us a few bucks. Wee.