Monday, 12 March 2012

10 Jun 2011 A Thousand Curses on the Mold!!!!!

I have just lost a whole morning of schoolwork because we discovered that both bedrooms had mold in them, and poor old Michael had to move curtains and furniture to clean all the damnable stuff off (with bleach!!), and now its almost lunchtime! Argh!!
We've had pockets of mold appearing all through the older part of the house, and because I get weazy when I get close to it (it it was decourating the wall around our and the baby bed in our room!!!!!) AND my chest isn't strong enough to cope with the chemicals necessary to clean it away with, poor Michael has to jump onto the cleaning as soon as it is discovered and I cannot help with the cleaning!
Drat drat drat! Curse my weak chest! Curse the dratted mold!! Needs to get either colder and kill it, or hotter and kill it - neither of which is likely to happen!!!!!
Thus endeth the rant.
 With the mold, I take after my Mum in that I am highly suseptible to the worst side effects quickly (Mum has caught pneumonia twice because of mold), but with the cleaning agents my lungs close up immediatly, so I simple cannot be in the room while he is cleaning! Praise the Good Lord I have some one who can do it for me, eh?
 in the case of my Mum, she had to clean herself as well, because Dad worked, though now she has children to help. (at the time all this happened I was pretty small.

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