Our bedroom has been mired in 70s shag carpet for two years of our residency. Obviously for over 40 years before as well.
Who made this stuff thinking it would sell?
What miracle of marketing moved it into people’s homes?
What kind of people thought this looked good? Ever? Not me then, now or anywhere in between.
Even more mind boggling is the nicely finished hardwood floor the red/orange/green shag hid.
Yesterday we began the chore of moving OUT of our ‘master bedroom’, uncovering the hardwood, cleaning it up, hauling a couple hundred unwieldy pounds of stinky 50-year-old carpet outside, then moving back in.
Today we finished moving back in and cutting the carpet into manageable, moderately-heavy, stinky chunks for a dump run. There is NOTHING useful that can be done with it.
