The evil rug: when decoration goes wrong

Yes, it's been more than nine months since I arrived to Cambridge, but there's still a ghost hunting me: the evil rug.

We went to Ikea to buy furniture (we arrived to an unfurnished apartment... but that's a sad frustrating and different story), and after selecting the dinning table, chairs, sofa bed, and some other stuff, I saw it: a great big red (now I think it's too red) rug. At that moment I thought it was a great idea, it would make more cosy our little home, and because it was on sale (now I can understand why), I convinced my husband relatively easy to take that great rug home.

OH, BIG MISTAKE! I'm still paying the bill for that decision. The first month (and the second, third, fourth, fifth.... and still now) was a red lint nightmare! I bought a vacuum cleaner for my rug, the least expensive I found, but it has never been enough. Although now is not as bad as the first months (in those times we had also red towels that made us match the red lint apartment), the rug seems to be changing its coat every week.

Why is this story in my mind? We are subletting our apartment. We are cleaning from wall to wall and ceiling to floor, and I'm sure next Sunday, right before leaving to Mexico, the red lint will be start spreading all over everything again... I hope my subtenants and my rug become good friends!