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I think its a rust stain from the water, its right beside the bathtub. Its kind of Orange in color. Also a hair dye stain right in the middle of the floor. I have tried 409 and Brillo pads but no luck. Any help out there? Thanks in advance.

Has anyone used carpet cleaner like this? I guess there’s dry carpet cleaner that you can vaccuum up yourself, does anyone have any suggestions? I’d rather do it myself than hire someone, the guy that was going to do it for me never showed up and I’d rather just get this over with my carpet looks terrible.

Mi Retiro (My Retreat)
Beside a spacious beach of fine and delicate sand
and at the foot of a mountain greener than a leaf,
I planted my humble hut beneath a pleasant orchard,
seeking in the still serenity of the woods
repose to my intellect and silence to my grief.
Its roof is fragile nipa; its floor is brittle bamboo;
its beams and posts are rough as rough-hewn wood can be;
of no worth, it is certain, is my rustic cabin;
but on the lap of the eternal mount it slumbers
and night and day is lulled by the crooning of the sea.
The overflowing brook, that from the shadowy jungle
descends between huge bolders, washes it with its spray,
donating a current of water through makeshift bamboo pipes
that in the silent night is melody and music
and crystalline nectar in the noon heat of the day.
If the sky is serene, meekly flows the spring,
strumming on its invisible zither unceasingly;
but come the time of the rains, and an impetuous torrent
spills over rocks and chasms—hoarse, foaming and aboil—
to hurl itself with a frenzied roaring toward the sea.
The barking of the dog, the twittering of the birds,
the hoarse voice of the kalaw are all that I hear;
there is no boastful man, no nuisance of a neighbor
to impose himself on my mind or to disturb my passage;
only the forests and the sea do I have near.
The sea, the sea is everything! Its sovereign mass
brings to me atoms of a myriad faraway lands;
its bright smile animates me in the limpid mornings;
and when at the end of day my faith has proven futile,
my heart echoes the sound of its sorrow on the sands.
At night it is a mystery! … Its diaphanous element
is carpeted with thousands and thousands of lights that climb;
the wandering breeze is cool, the firmament is brilliant,
the waves narrate with many a sigh to the mild wind
histories that were lost in the dark night of time.
‘Tis said they tell of the first morning on the earth,
of the first kiss with which the sun inflamed her breast,
when multitudes of beings materialized from nothing
to populate the abyss and the overhanging summits
and all the places where that quickening kiss was pressed.
But when the winds rage in the darkness of the night
and the unquiet waves commence their agony,
across the air move cries that terrify the spirit,
a chorus of voices praying, a lamentation that seems
to come from those who, long ago, drowned in the sea.
Then do the mountain ranges on high reverberate;
the trees stir far and wide, by a fit of trembling seized;
the cattle moan; the dark depths of the forest resound;
their spirits say that they are on their way to the plain,
summoned by the dead to a mortuary feast.
The wild night hisses, hisses, confused and terrifying;
one sees the sea afire with flames of green and blue;
but calm is re-established with the approach of dawning
and forthwith an intrepid little fishing vessel
begins to navigate the weary waves anew.
So pass the days of my life in my obscure retreat;
cast out of the world where once I dwelt: such is my rare
good fortune; and Providence be praised for my condition:
a disregarded pebble that craves nothing but moss
to hide from all the treasure that in myself I bear.
I live with the remembrance of those that I have loved
and hear their names still spoken, who haunt my memory;
some already are dead, others have long forgotten—
but what does it matter? I live remembering the past
and no one can ever take the past away from me.
It is my faithful friend that never turns against me,
that cheers my spirit when my spirit’s a lonesome wraith,
that in my sleepless nights keeps watch with me and prays
with me, and shares with me my exile and my cabin,
and, when all doubt, alone infuses me with faith.
Faith do I have, and I believe the day will shine
when the Idea shall defeat brute force as well;
and after the struggle and the lingering agony
a voice more eloquent and happier than my own
will then know how to utter victory’s canticle.
I see the heavens shining, as flawless and refulgent
as in the days that saw my first illusions start;
I feel the same breeze kissing my autumnal brow,
the same that once enkindled my fervent enthusiasm
and turned the blood ebullient within my youthful heart.
Across the fields and rivers of my native town
perhaps has traveled the breeze that now I breathe by chance;
perhaps it will give back to me what once I gave it:
the sighs and kisses of a person idolized
and the sweet secrets of a virginal romance.
On seeing the same moon, as silvery as before,
I feel within me the ancient melancholy revive;
a thousand memories of love and vows awaken:
a patio, an azotea, a beach, a leafy bower;
silences and sighs, and blushes of delight …
A butterfly athirst for radiances and colors,
dreaming of other skies and of a larger strife,
I left

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While giving my son a dose of liquid infant vitamins I dropped the bottle on the floor. If you have never used this type of supplement, let me tell you…They have a hue similar to iodine and smell very strongly of iron (also an igredient). I have been able to get the majority of the stain out of our rose colored carpet, but, my son’s room smells very bad now. The entire room is permeated with the smell of iron. I don’t know how to remove the smell. The vitamins are regular over the counter enfamil liquid vitamins with iron.

I own several rent houses and one of my tennants recently moved out and left the carpet smelling like doggie pee.

I’m getting ready to put new frieze carpet (similar to a shaggy carpet). I have a dyson vacume cleaner & I have heard that it doesnt vacume that well on frieze carpet. Is that true? Is that type of carpet durable? Thanks for your feedback.

If you have a beauty supply store, like Sallys, the is a product by Revlon called Clean Touch Haircolor Stain Remover for about $3.00. This stuff is great because it takes hair dye off of anything, doesn’t do any damage and works fast. You can even use it on your skin where the dye stains and it doesn’t burn.

You can do whatever you want if you own your own home. There are several types of vinyl tiles that replicate hardwood flooring…so I could see someone putting that in a family room I guess. I personally wouldn’t think it would be practical with kids since it gets dinged up easily. I would stick with old reliable laminate floors in a living room myself. It’s easy to install and much more durable.

I don’t remember where I saw this but heard that you can use nice vinyl tile flooring for a kitchen backsplash instead of tile. has anyone tried this and did you like the results? What brand and color did you use?

The vinyl planks are lifting and peeling. This is the third time I have installed this type of flooring and had no problems before. I called their customer service number and an inspector is coming tomorrow morning to tell me if im eligible for a refund or credit. I want to make sure he has no reasons not to give me credit. Has anyone else had a representative personally come to their home and visually inspect flooring before giving a refund (trafficmaster in particular)? It was installed correctly, and I just dont want him to come over and say “oh geesh, you didnt let the tiles breathe before laying them down, sorry buddy, no refund for you…”. Any advice would be appreciated, thanks.