Camp Mold

Usually, I like to insert pictures that are relevant to my post. I will preface this post by saying that you will probably not want to see pictures of what I’m about to describe. Hopefully the description will provide enough of a visual. About 2 months ago, I got up on bright, sunshiny (word?) Saturday morning and decided that it was time to let some sunshine inside our apartment. The bitter cold winter we had been experiencing was at the end of its’ journey and what better way to welcome the first signs of spring than by opening the windows for some fresh, cool air!


As I was opening the window blinds, something dark all along the edge of the window frame caught my eyes. Upon closer inspection, I realized that this was mold! Mold was growing its’ fuzzy little tentacles on the drywall all around our windows. Even as I sit here now recounting the story, I still get chills thinking about those nasty black-green patches of fuzzy bacteria, rapidly multiplying inside our sanctuary! So I painstakingly took some baking soda and a slightly damp rag, and scrubbed every last bit of mold off the windows and the drywall. I won the epic battle against the mold – that day.

Fast forward to this past Tuesday afternoon. I get home from work, take my shoes off and get ready to workout. I go place my newest favorite pair of earrings in my jewelry box. Something caught my eye behind the nightstand on which I keep my jewelry box. Lo and behold, mold was growing on the wall and it was headed towards our bed. FREAK OUT EPISODE #1. A few minutes later, I grab some workout clothes from the bottom dresser drawer (the dresser is in the corner across from our bed) and take a peek behind the few inches that separate the dresser from the wall. Guess what? Yes, the two of you who are reading this right now, guessed it – mold. Growing on the wall behind the dresser and on the back of the dresser itself! FREAK OUT EPISODE #2. I am fully suspicious now. My mold alertness has just zapped up to CODE RED. I frantically pull out the bottom drawer from the dresser and confirm my worst fears. Mold has made its’ way underneath the dresser and the rug that the dresser was sitting on is completely covered in the filth. FREAK OUT EPISODE #3 begins and doesn’t end until I’ve had a good cry. Just ask my husband. I literally broke down into gasping sobs for 10 minutes.

We are still trying to figure out what to do. In the meantime, we are camping out on our mattress in the middle of the living room floor. My husband always tries to make a not-so-awesome situation hilarious so he came up with the appropriate name – Camp Mold.

Now we just need to make a sheet fort tonight and invite a couple of hoot owls in for a drink and the world will be complete.

I’m kidding. Really. I think.
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2 thoughts on “Camp Mold

  1. J says:

    hoot owls..lol

    technically speaking here, fungi are actually multicellular organisms. slightly more..err.. “advanced,” if you will, than bacteria. πŸ™‚ thank you for allowing me to be a dork today.

    anywho… all will be well with the world as soon as you guys can move out of there πŸ™‚

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