I must be a glutton for pain. You'd think I would be relaxing and taking some time off after getting Turtle Butt out, but no. I'm ripping out my carpet.
Here was the point of no return (and the point where I say to myself, "What was I thinking?"):
Now I wasn't very fond of the 20 year old floral carpet, but I'm not sure how much better this is:
I have a lot of work ahead of me!
BTW, I did this all by myself. I'm very sore and tired. Tomorrow, the dining room?