carpet-free.
Our house is a carpetLESS zone.
After years and years and years and years of extracting hairballs from carpet fibers I became hairball intolerant.
And then we had kids.
And then crushed cereal, sippy cup drippings, baby puke, peanut butter cracker remnants, and pea gravel tag-a-longs joined the cat gifts.
And then I devoted a portion of each day to scrubbing furry floors in hopes to return the carpet to an ever-dulling shade of beige. And I don’t even LIKE beige.
Fun times.
Solid surface flooring was the answer.
Concrete, wood, tile, linoleum, fiber floor – I embrace you.
Hairball? No problem! Let me get a paper towel!
Toddler vomit? Not a big deal! Let me get a wet washcloth.
Park pine bark? Who cares? Let me get a broom.
And a set of earplugs.
Earplugs?
Yes, because cleanliness comes with a price.
A home sans-carpet is a home void of sound deadening fiber.
A cough in the night echoes through the halls…
*COUGH*
*COUGH*
*cough*
Footsteps on the second floor sound like a herd of angry elephants.
Three boys fighting sound like…
three boys fighting to the third power as broadcast in THX.
*insert impressive THX testing music here*
It is like going to an elementary school band concert in the fall. You sit there smiling in a crowded auditorium whispering behind your program until the festivities begin. The music starts and you inwardly cringe under your smile, but when the sound bounces again at you from the back wall mingling with the out of kilter notes blasting from the stage you want to cover your ears in horror and run for the nearest auditorium double door…but you can’t. You have to sit there. And smile.
And that is what I am doing at home.
I am trying to enjoy my clean floors over all that noise...When we built our home a few years ago, it was with one main goal…
carpet-free.
Our house is a carpetLESS zone.
After years and years and years and years of extracting hairballs from carpet fibers I became hairball intolerant.
And then we had kids.
And then crushed cereal, sippy cup drippings, baby puke, peanut butter cracker remnants, and pea gravel tag-a-longs joined the cat gifts.
And then I devoted a portion of each day to scrubbing furry floors in hopes to return the carpet to an ever-dulling shade of beige. And I don’t even LIKE beige.
Fun times.
Solid surface flooring was the answer.
Concrete, wood, tile, linoleum, fiber floor – I embrace you.
Hairball? No problem! Let me get a paper towel!
Toddler vomit? Not a big deal! Let me get a wet washcloth.
Park pine bark? Who cares? Let me get a broom.
And a set of earplugs.
Earplugs?
Yes, because cleanliness comes with a price.
A home sans-carpet is a home void of sound deadening fiber.
A cough in the night echoes through the halls…
*COUGH*
*COUGH*
*cough*
Footsteps on the second floor sound like a herd of angry elephants.
Three boys fighting sound like…
three boys fighting to the third power as broadcast in THX.
*insert impressive THX testing music here*
It is like going to an elementary school band concert in the fall. You sit there smiling in a crowded auditorium whispering behind your program until the festivities begin. The music starts and you inwardly cringe under your smile, but when the sound bounces again at you from the back wall mingling with the out of kilter notes blasting from the stage you want to cover your ears in horror and run for the nearest auditorium double door…but you can’t. You have to sit there. And smile.
And that is what I am doing at home.
I am trying to enjoy my clean floors over all that noise...
carpet-free.
Our house is a carpetLESS zone.
After years and years and years and years of extracting hairballs from carpet fibers I became hairball intolerant.
And then we had kids.
And then crushed cereal, sippy cup drippings, baby puke, peanut butter cracker remnants, and pea gravel tag-a-longs joined the cat gifts.
And then I devoted a portion of each day to scrubbing furry floors in hopes to return the carpet to an ever-dulling shade of beige. And I don’t even LIKE beige.
Fun times.
Solid surface flooring was the answer.
Concrete, wood, tile, linoleum, fiber floor – I embrace you.
Hairball? No problem! Let me get a paper towel!
Toddler vomit? Not a big deal! Let me get a wet washcloth.
Park pine bark? Who cares? Let me get a broom.
And a set of earplugs.
Earplugs?
Yes, because cleanliness comes with a price.
A home sans-carpet is a home void of sound deadening fiber.
A cough in the night echoes through the halls…
*COUGH*
*COUGH*
*cough*
Footsteps on the second floor sound like a herd of angry elephants.
Three boys fighting sound like…
three boys fighting to the third power as broadcast in THX.
*insert impressive THX testing music here*
It is like going to an elementary school band concert in the fall. You sit there smiling in a crowded auditorium whispering behind your program until the festivities begin. The music starts and you inwardly cringe under your smile, but when the sound bounces again at you from the back wall mingling with the out of kilter notes blasting from the stage you want to cover your ears in horror and run for the nearest auditorium double door…but you can’t. You have to sit there. And smile.
And that is what I am doing at home.
I am trying to enjoy my clean floors over all that noise...
I LOVE the THX music, and I always crank it up!!
We’re about 3/4 of the way through being completely carpet-free in our house. In fact, since we’re supposed to get another 6-8 inches of snow (yawn), so we will be carpet-free by the end of the weekend.
Hubs keeps trying to get me to put in carpeting. I’m not sure I can stomach it…but in this house it may be necessary.
I loathe carpeting. I’d rather have clean floors and wear ear plugs. I’m with you.
It makes me feel better to know that there is a down side to the hard surface floors that I have been coveting for a while, now. I’ll think of you when I clean barf/feces/grossness out of my carpet from now on.
Our offices have epoxied (is that a word?) cement floors. Imagaine heels clicking on that all day. Deafening. And annoying.
Well, at least when you yell at your kids you know they can really hear you.
We have laminate everywhere but the bedrooms–that takes care of the cold floor, loud midnight coughing problem.
All aboard!
We are trying to find a floor that will go with our walnut wood and natural stone floors that are already in our living room and hallway.
I would love concrete!
Hating carpet…
Carpet’s nasty.
We have hardwood floors and it’s a pain in the arse to keep them clean but then you know: said floor is clean.
with carpet you never know. especially if it’s someone elses carpet.
(i should probably just stop now…)
🙂 Stained concrete all over the house? *yes*! Loud as hell? *yes*!
But I’ll take the ease of cleaning over the carpet noise damper any day. Puke, dog crap, spilled juice, mud, dropped pudding…everything comes right up!
That is so funny! We replaced the biohazard/toxic waste stained carpet in our family room with a lovely hardwood floor. Ny husband and three kids are so DAMN loud in there now, I can hardly stand to be in the family room with my family!!!