This is me in a bit. I have to go get a carpet shampooer. Kia got sick in the night and pooped and puked in splotches on my livingroom carpet. This carpet isn't even a year old yet. Oh well, it could be worse right? I just tried calling my boss, I'll be late or have to take a whole personal day. If I'm going to do it I might as well do it right huh? My bedroom carpet needs shampooed anyway, along with my kitchen. Looks like a busy day ahead. My hubby takes personal days to golf, this just doesn't seem fair. Where's the love? I'd really rather be working.