I've already made progress on the latest mess. I am getting good at this. Disturbingly good at this. I should not be going through this enough to get good at it.
Today I was unable to get an Uber ride home because my phone had zero bars and I couldn't find any WiFi that wasn't password protected. So I had to walk home. It was only 2 miles but it was in 98 degree heat. I'm dead, so it's a filler week.
I had a tornado in my backyard during Irma. My poor critter sanctuary got wrecked. The house didn't have a scratch on it.
My house once got struck by lightning right by the front door. The door got burned and I found the doorbell way out in the driveway. The wall around the door didn't have a scratch.
Mold would have to be neglected for decades before it did any real damage to these walls.
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