"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing..." -Helen Keller
So... This is us over a year ago when we took everything out of our kitchen to scrub from top to bottom in an effort to eliminate the most persistent black mold I've ever encountered in my short experience of fighting this enemy. What words come to mind when you see this picture? Joyous? Excited? Looking toward a brighter future? Yeah, that's what I thought. But now, I know the only answer: Deception.
     Yes, we thought the problem had been gone. If there was no mommy mold, and there was not daddy mold, how could there be baby mold? Apparently, there's a mold adoption agency based in our kitchen, because the stupid stuff has not stopped growing. Every dish we pick up, everywhere we look-- more mold. We've tried ventilating things, taking out the trash more often, throwing away food that's getting near old, keeping things clean and dry, changing storage containers... and we're at a total loss... We're kind of hoping it's this apartment and figure that when we move, we'll leave most of our kitchen stuff and have a new start... but hope is fading. Bleh!


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