One of my roomies accidentally spilled a reddish colored spice on the cream colored carpet a few months ago. After an unsuccessful go at cleaning it, we called it a day and threw a rug over it. Turns out, mister landlord man wants to sell the house when our lease is up in 2 short months. So, in order to save us the misery of all the deep cleaning at the end, I have started working on areas of the house that I could care less about cleaning as a normal person- but may actually matter when it comes to getting my dolla' bills back from the security deposit. In the spirit of all this, I swept and scrubbed the basement stairs and walls. Tonight, I decided to peel back that rug and try my hand at the ameba-like stain taunting me from underfoot.
I did all the steps my mother told me to do-
1. Go to Target
2. Buy some Woolite carpet/stain cleaner
3. Read the directions
4. Apply plenty of "homegrown" elbow grease
Well, since it IS a deep set stain, I applied a couple generous spritz's of the cleaner and "gentle" wiped with a damp cloth. The stainage seemed to be lightening, but only because the generous amounts of cleaner were sudsing into a foamy white. As an excuse to wear my brand new rainboots (with a liiiittle red bird!!!), after the rinsing swipes with cold water, I decided I should try sopping up as much of the cleaner and water by stepping on a dry towel on top of the stainage. After doing some jumping (probably similar to a Native American rain dance in a confined space), I decided I could probably be slightly more successful if I was heavier.:)
This is when I paused in my jumping, and looked at one of my roommates- we exchanged knowing glances, and then started laughing as we assumed the position for a piggyback ride. Here we are, a couple of 26 & 27 year old women, leeched on to one another as I stomp the crap out of the stain in the carpet in my very juvenile (yet awesome) rainboots.
