A home seller's jackpot

This is what I discovered lurking under my carpet earlier tonight. This cell photo doesn't do it justice, but I was too lazy to pull out the camera. I can't believe I've been walking centimeters from beautiful hardwood flooring for the entire 8 and a half years I've lived in this house. I checked, and it's in every room, except the kitchen and bathroom.

For now, I've only pulled out the carpet in the guest bedroom. I also yanked the staples here and there that held down the carpet padding, and pulled out the carpet tack strips and nails holding them down around the perimeter. I might put a little tinted wood putty into the nail holes, but other than that, it looks amazing. I'll leave the carpet alone in the other rooms until I finish the major heavy duty projects and painting in order to protect the floors. But god damn, son. If that isn't a major selling point, I don't know what is.

What prompted me to pull up the carpet, you ask? Uh, well... erm... I bought laminate flooring to install upstairs. The thought had crossed my mind, but I didn't even bother to check because who knew they'd put this kind of stuff in a suburban rambler built in 1968? I should have found three more progressively shaggier layers of carpet and a dead hippie under there, but I found this instead. Unfortunately, I can't return the laminate because I acquired it from a rather, shall we say, shady source. But it's not a loss at all. I also need to replace all of the flooring in my basement, so I can install the laminate down there with some moisture guard underneath. Yeah, so I'm thinking you should probably suck it.