The Moldy Airbnb and Mom’s Moldy Heart
Temporary Airbnb until May in Miami. Check.
Black mold. Check.
Exhausted Mommy. Check.
Alive with a roof over our heads, breathing, and enjoying the spoils of Instacart. Check.
And just having a roof IS actually something to be more thankful about than not...now, reminding myself that in the heat of the momen?t: pending.
Daddy’s clubhouse entrance facelift. The whole entire stadium is just like new with almost nothing spared. It’s quite impressive how much work has gone into preparing this tesm for eventual success. Incredible. It even brought a smile across Old Papa Bear’s nose!
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