Time to shampoo the upholstery.
Sometimes, the stench of rotting garbage is overwhelming when you even approach the front door to a house. Other times, a lifetime of decay is evident. Here, though, is another type of filthy house, exemplified by this living room. There is no garbage strewn about; no hot coolers of putrid meat emit their deathly aroma; no animals have used the home as a litter box. This house wasn’t nasty like that. It’s just grimy.
You can see the condition of the couch, carpet, and coffee table. Ash, dirt, and years of greasy living have impregnated every crevasse of these items, rendering them useless to the rest of the world. This is what happens when you neglect to clean, vacuum, and dust for a very long time.
The smell it produces isn’t so bad we have to wear respirators, but like traveling into the sticky finger-hole of a bowling ball at an old-school alley where they still allow smoking indoors and the scent of toilet cakes, cleaning products, and stale beer reign. It’s not an inviting place, and certainly not one where you’d like to linger. That’s where we come in. One day after getting this assignment, we scrubbed the bejesus out of this place. Now, with some new carpet and a fresh coat of paint, it’ll be a great place to live.
