I spent a good part of the weekend cleaning up after being gone for so long. Funny how a house can get dirtier while you’re gone, huh? It’s true though. Ibu Sri, my helper, was on vacation too, so there was nobody there to keep mold from growing all over the shower, to keep ants from chewing their way through anything plastic, to move the clothes around in my closet so they don’t start to smell musty, or to scrub the gecko poop off all the walls. Ugh. My big project though was cleaning the mold off of all my shoes. I first noticed these:
My favoritest pair of scrunchy ballet flats that my mom bought for me this summer! I was all, “Oh, no you didn’t, mold!”
So then I started looking through all my shoes and found that most of them had mold growing on (or in) them too. They all got thrown in the little alley behind my house for a good scrubbing.
Even my rubber flipflops had mold growing on them! EEEEW! It’s days like this when I realize that just cleaning up after nature in my house is a full time job!
About an hour later, I was ready to set all my freshly scrubbed and cleaned footwear out in the sun to dry. But of course by then it was raining.
It’s a vicious circle.
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