Moldphobic's worst nightmare
Dec. 20th, 2003 09:35 amWas cuddling up to
sundart this morning, noticed one of our pillowcases had gotten slightly hairy. Not in the cat hair sense, but more in the black spotty sense. Ew. Tossed both it and the accompanying pillow in the laundry, but both of us felt the need to check out the pillows. All of them were fine. And then we looked in the crack between the head of our bed and the wall and discovered a merrily growing colony of green fuzz on the wall. That was about when I beat a very hasty retreat.
but wait kids, there's more! My yummy futon, which I bought junior year at Smith five years ago may look fine on one side, but further investigation by
sundart revealed... well, this.

sundart attempts to clean up the worst of the floor. Valentino offers critique.

Close up of the manky rankness. Note the particularly aesthetic orange spots.

Ew. Just ew.
It looks like what might have happened is that one of the cats spilled some water or something sometime since mid-october (the last time anyone flipped the mattress and swept under it), and it seeped both into the floor and into the futon, and then some sentient colonies moved in and took over.
I'm so unhappy right now I can't even speak. Not just because of the mold/mildew, though that will probably keep me from eating until New Year's. But because it looks like my plumptious yummy futon, which still had at least a decade left on it, is pretty much ruined. And I can NOT afford a new one right now.
See what I mean about the universe throwing more and more shit at me? *sigh*
Update, 10:44 am: Okay, sitch more or less resolved.
sundart's getting another mattress from Fly by night, we're picking it up today. Cleaning service coming to take care of the current futon on Tuesday. Current state: irritated as fuck, but less panicked. *sigh*
Update, 4:37 pm:
beatgoddess hopped online to some classifieds, and found us a futon and a metal futon frame and someone willing to drive it all over to our house for 25 dollars. So we now have a frame (black metal, perfect for tying people to, heh heh), and another futon. My futon will be cleaned on Monday rather than on Tuesday, weee. Did I mention I only got like maybe a couple of hours worth of sleep last night? *sigh*
but wait kids, there's more! My yummy futon, which I bought junior year at Smith five years ago may look fine on one side, but further investigation by


Close up of the manky rankness. Note the particularly aesthetic orange spots.

Ew. Just ew.
It looks like what might have happened is that one of the cats spilled some water or something sometime since mid-october (the last time anyone flipped the mattress and swept under it), and it seeped both into the floor and into the futon, and then some sentient colonies moved in and took over.
I'm so unhappy right now I can't even speak. Not just because of the mold/mildew, though that will probably keep me from eating until New Year's. But because it looks like my plumptious yummy futon, which still had at least a decade left on it, is pretty much ruined. And I can NOT afford a new one right now.
See what I mean about the universe throwing more and more shit at me? *sigh*
Update, 10:44 am: Okay, sitch more or less resolved.
Update, 4:37 pm: