How Not to Ask for Favors

Why I'm rage-mopping on this fine Saturday.

It’s Saturday, and I’m rage-cleaning the wood floors while stewing over something that recently happened. Instead of continuing to rant to myself like a madwoman, I figured I’d bring the drama here, because that’s what Substack is for — catharsis and commentary. (Obviously.)

Before we get into what has me all fired up, let’s start with something mildly exciting: I’m getting a new rug today. It’s a Ruggable. Yes, I know people have strong opinions about them (not everyone’s a fan), but I have my reasons.

The rug I’m replacing has been a total nightmare — it sheds nonstop, stretches out because it has no backing, and is way too thick. I bought it from CB2, and while it looked adorable online (don’t they all?), it’s been completely impractical in real life. It might work in a bedroom, but I had it in the dining room, where sliding chairs around felt like a daily workout. On top of that, I’m constantly chasing dust bunnies like it’s my full-time job. And to make matters worse, Mary loves to pee on it. So, yeah… it had to go.

I rolled it up and tossed it this morning. Now I’m waiting for my new rug to arrive and cleaning the floors with a warm water and vinegar mix (using the fancy floor cleaner Jen gave me when I moved in), all while internally raging about a dumb thing that recently happened.

So, here it is: