Soothing Carpet Cleaning: 2 Sofas & 2 Rooms Brought Back to Life

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Episode Title : Dang Its Hot

When I pulled up to the apartment complex, I glanced down at the work order:

2 rooms, a sofa, and a loveseat.

Light work.

But then I looked up.

Second floor. No elevator. Snow still caked on the stairs like nobody had heard of a shovel. And there I was, staring up at Mount Everest with my portable machine in the back of the van.

Now don’t get me wrong—I’m no stranger to stairs. But snowy stairs while hauling a 80-pound machine? That’s not a cleaning job. That’s a CrossFit event.

With each step, I was gripping the rail like it owed me money. Trying not to fall, trying to keep my balance, trying to keep my dignity. By the time I made it to the top, I wasn’t just breaking a sweat—I was dripping like a cold soda on a summer porch.

She opened the door with a big smile. Super sweet. We introduced ourselves, and she gave me the walkthrough. Everything looked manageable.

But as soon as I stepped inside, I knew something was off. The air hit me like a wall. Thick. Hot. Like walking into a hug you didn’t ask for.

I tried to ignore it. Started the pre-vac, getting into the zone. But after just a few passes, I felt myself getting dizzy.

I paused. Looked around. Squinted toward the hallway.

There it was. The thermostat.

78 degrees.

Then I looked across the room and saw it.

An electric fireplace—glowing like hot magma—right in front of the TV.

I had to say something.

“Hey, um… I hate to interrupt you, but do you think we could turn the heat down just a bit? I sweat a lot while working, and at this rate I’m not going to make it’

She busted out laughing. “Oh wow! I’m so sorry—I just love it toasty in here.”

“Toasty?” I laughed. “It feels like hot lava is in this apartment!”

She turned it down, and we shared a good chuckle. She was working from home that day, so while I cleaned, we talked—about life, routines, remote work, how nice it is to just get things clean and in order.

And that’s the part I love about this job. Sure, the labor can be intense. Sure, the stairs can feel like a boot camp. But the conversations? The shared laughs with strangers who start to feel like neighbors? That’s the gold.

By the time I finished, the carpets looked fresh, the sofa was spotless, and the air felt breathable again.

As I lugged my machine back down the icy stairs—slowly, carefully, legs burning—I laughed to myself.

Dang, it was hot up in there.