A lot of fucked up shit has happened in the last two weeks and now I'm going to have to make a lot of life-changing decisions. My marriage is fine, I'm not pregnant and no one died; that's not it. I'll make a longer post when I'm not full of fear and sadness.

Which is making it impossible to work. The smell is damp and stale and horrid. It's made it hard to breathe. I may be moving some of my stuff temporarily to a friend's basement in the meantime. A friend loaned me a dehumidifier and I may borrow a second from another friend. The new leak is coming from above. The previous leak is still there, ( Read more... )