The rug looks lovely

I hadn't really got any plans for today. 

I expected to do the normal stuff, read a little, possibly cook a batch of soup, perhaps spend some time in the workshop, if the weather was sufficiently clement.

One thing that was definitely not on my list was carpet cleaning.

It's funny how things pan out.

I woke fairly early this morning and wandered downstairs accompanied by Hobson and The Rat. The Rat wanted to go outside, so I let her out of the front door, left it on the latch, and wandered in to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee.

I then settled in the lounge with my mug of coffee beside me on the floor.  After a few minutes scouring the BBC News website, The Rat pushed open the front door and came bounding back in to the house.  I got up to close the door properly. The Rat was behaving as is normal for her deranged self. She was excitedly bouncing and scampering around my feet.

Unfortunately, during this little canine dance performance, a full mug of black coffee got upturned on the rug.  I cursed and headed out to collect absorbent materials to soak up the large dark spill. After several minutes of mopping, I had used up a large quantity of kitchen roll and was left with a large, dark, damp stain on the rug.

I made myself another first cup of coffee and resumed my perusal of the day's news. 

I had already realised that my half-arsed attempt to mop up the coffee was definitely inadequate, so, after reaching a reasonable level of consciousness, I headed out to the store room and retrieved the carpet cleaner.

A merry hour was spent familiarising myself with the appliance,* preparing it for deployment, and cleaning the rug. 

It now looks lovely.

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* This was its first ever use. It has sat in the store room for many months, securely cocooned in its original packaging.

Post Script:

30% was so enthused by the inaugural deployment of the carpet cleaner that she spent the morning cleaning all of the ground floor carpets and rugs ... well, the bits you can see, anyway.