I don’t know how I lived this long without a carpet steamer.

I finally bought a steamer and cleaned my rugs before moving them down to my new apartment. And oh my god, look at that filth!

The steamer has gotten a lot of use. My new apartment is carpeted, and my dog trainer told me that I have to re-potty train them because dogs don’t generalize well…so being house-broken in one apartment does not mean they are 100% house-broken in another apartment.

This makes the moving process…delightful.

Most of my furniture is in the new apartment but I still have clothes and hundreds of books to move downstairs. I’m slightly worried about leaving the dogs out with books because Harley has a taste for literature. We’ll see if Harley has grown out of his book-eating phase tomorrow.