The carpet cleaner called and asked if he could come over earlier than appointed because he had a cancellation. Sure! I was ready, and that would free up the rest of my afternoon for a nap.
Thirty minutes later, he shows up. A nice guy, with bad teeth. I always notice teeth first on anyone. I've seen some pretty bad grills (not the "blingy" ones) in my day, and I always wonder how they function with them. The meth heads are easy to pick out, then followed by the folks who probably have never owned a toothbrush in their day. Some people can't help crooked teeth, but everyone can help tartar buildup.
I could never kiss a guy with bad teeth. The mere thought of it makes me want to go vomit, then brush my teeth for an hour. Bad teeth is not sexy, and it doesn't even matter what your packing in your shorts.
Anyway, the carpet guy shampoos the carpets. I mentioned that I visited the website and got $20 discount, PLUS the coupon I found in the Yellow Pages for an additional $29 off. Sometimes, my own awesomeness astounds me.
Now, my house smells like oranges...which isn't bad, just different. The carpet remained wet for the better part of the afternoon, which made descending the stairs to the hardwood floor somewhat perilous. While carpet guy was doing his thing, I was poking outside the front yard in the flower beds that are buried under two-years of dead leaves. I discovered flowers!! And newly sprouted flower-looking plants that I have no idea what they are, but will find out when they bloom. This is exciting to me because not only are they added perks that came with the house, but that means less planting I have to do later. As it stands, I'm going to have my hands full with the backyard.
Plus, I suspect that the big bush next to the house is a lilac bush. Well, maybe more hoping than suspecting. Keep your fingers crossed!
3 comments:
You paid $XXX for those flowers and they came with a free house!!! HOW AWESOME IS THAT!!
Terrific post! Still dealing with death and residual disease here.
I have a day home so I am trying to say hello to my Internet friends! Hope all is well with you and you have a wonderful day!
My fiance's teeth aren't the best around. Apparently, he was born with crappy teeth genes, and as a result he hates the dentist, brushes irregularly at best, and makes me worry about possible brain diseases that can be caused by abscesses.
But I love him all the same. It's amazing what a good and loving heart can do to take one's mind off of the tooth decay.
And I don't even notice it one bit when I kiss him. (But I do try to encourage him to brush as least once a week...anything less than that makes for some very stinky breath! It's better since he quit smoking, though...)
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