Nathan Exposed » The Joy of Vinyl

Now I understand why elderly people cover all their furniture in vinyl and never take it off.

When we first moved into our house in 2006, we had three distinct bedrooms - the largest, which became the master bedroom, the middle sized that became my office, and the smallest, which became the guest bedroom.

The guest bedroom was really nice at one time. We had new sheets, tables, lamps. Even the bathroom next door was coordinated to match. I guess we made it so cozy that our 2 cats decided to make it their room.

It started when we put their litter box in the guest room. We put it in the closet so they wouldn’t be tracking litter all over the house. So after they did their business, they liked to hop up onto the guest bed and settle in for a nap in the sun.

That’s fine, I suppose. We do clean the sheets before company comes. But then there is the issue of vomiting. If you have a cat, you know they vomit. Sometimes it’s a hairball, other times it’s just a way to pass a rainy day. There is no rhyme or reason to our cats vomiting. They just spit up a little and go back to what they were doing.

In a perfect world, they would walk downstairs and vomit on the kitchen floor so it would be easy to clean up. But noooo, they have to vomit right on the bed’s comforter… which has to be dry cleaned. So that got old, and we removed the comforter… then the sheets… then everything… 2 years later, and we just throw an old blanket on the mattress and consider it done.

What started out as a nice place for guests to sleep has now become “the girls’ room”. I never planned for it, but I guess you could say our cats have their own queen size bed. Enter the vinyl!

Rodney had the bright idea of buying a vinyl mattress cover. It’s perfect! I don’t care what they do now. They can puke all they want on the bed, and it just wipes right off. Now I want vinyl for the couch, the chairs, everything!

Vinyl is my new best friend. I know it sounds crazy, but once you go vinyl, you won’t go back. It just makes everything easier to clean.

That’s the joy of vinyl.

Sat, Mar 15, 2008 @ 12:06 am | Filed in Humor | Permalink

2 Comments

It’s your NEW best friend? Honey, please….it’s the OLDEST thing ever. My 1970 Plymouth Gold Duster had black VINYL seats. It was hotter than hell on the legs in the hot Idaho summers. I should have stripped the seats of the vinyl and sent it over to you!

Posted by Lewis on Sat, Mar 15, 2008 @ 9:14 am

My cats puke at random. The other night one of them woke me up hacking up something. I just kicked him off the bed so he would puke on the comforter and rolled over to go back to sleep.

Posted by Daniel on Sat, Mar 15, 2008 @ 1:37 pm