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Work began on the living room door replacement and a plastic barrier against the cold was erected.
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And as with every simple repair or renovation in my cursed housed, it didn’t go smoothly.
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I was shooting through the plastic here, but you can tell once the carpet was pulled back, the sub floor was wet and damaged.
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And once that was ripped up, it looked like the mice had been busy in the insulation.
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Black mold?
Yup. That too.
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On both sides of the bottom of the frame..
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And on the top left.
More work. More time. More money. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised at this point, but I always am.
Sigh.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten?
He’s plotting how to get around the barrier and out the door to freedom.
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