We Are Home

My Chopper and Bowl  

Oh, my goodness, the mildew. After the dryness of the desert, we came home to my beloved humidity and our apartment covered in mildew. Every surface was green. Shoes, toilet seats, counter tops, knife block, all covered in mildew. Our clean pillowcases were spotted with mildew; the pillows inside them ruined and now in the dumpster. What a mess.

We had left the balcony doors open so Annie could enjoy the sunshine. I guess even though the bedrooms' windows were open, there wasn't enough cross-ventilation.

I found some decent pillows, and we crashed. I'll deal with the rest tomorrow.