That DH didn't want to rip out the carpet and let the girls walk around on asbestos-filled tiles from the 50s. Weird. Anyway, I called about extraction. I was given a quote and an appointment time. I left work early and met DH at home and we ripped all the furniture out of those two rooms. (How long has it been since YOU looked under YOUR bed? Yikes.) Anyway, the extraction people arrived right on time, amazingly enough, and wandered around those two rooms testing for water. There was A LOT. It went under the walls and soaked the closets. (Did you know that walls and floor are only minimally connected?) They got to work.
When my bedrooms look like this,
The rest of the house looks like this.
Turns out that there was too much water. They sucked out all they could, left big giant fans, and told me they'd be back tomorrow to finish the job. Oy. The three of us camped out in the living room.
(An aside: Bug scoots around a lot when he sleeps, and I was concerned he'd scoot off the edge of the bed, so I moved the recliner against the bed, and was happy to see that the seat of the recliner was at the same height as the top of the mattress. When I woke up this morning, the Bug had scooted, face down, on to the seat of the recliner and turned around so his head was on the bed and his legs were on the chair. It was pretty damn cute. I'm extremely glad I put that chair there!)
Anyway, the guys say they'll be back at lunchtime to finish the cleaning part, and I will have shiny clean carpets that should be dry in time to move back into our bedroom tonight. We're both pretty sure we're going to leave the guest room ripped apart and let the stepdaughter and her friend put the stuff back where they'd like it. We're pretending to be accommodating, but really we're just lazy.
PS - it's after lunch, the carpet is clean, and the creepy guy is gone! YAY!