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Our AC is attempting to flood the basement. I don't know how much water got into the pad under the carpet. I'm afraid to find out. And the only way I can think of to dry it out (before it gets mold) involves removing the carpet.
( Let me illustrate the problem with this. )
(other things this photo series illustrates: why I never have money, why I hate living in my folks' storage space)
I need to start cleaning. Like, now. Habitat unfucking, go. But there's nobody home but me and my one sister and won't be till tomorrow evening, and she's got pre-school-starts shit to do so there's nobody to help with the family crap, and I have nowhere to put most of my crap other than my bedroom and like fuck am I carting the media shelves up two flights of stairs to said bedroom which I don't think currently has room for them anyway because all my oldest sister's crap is up there. And I have my last week's worth of school shit to do, and writing shit, and work lunches to cook, and various other shit, and I do not want to spend my weekend turning this basement area into a pristine environment.
( Let me illustrate the problem with this. )
(other things this photo series illustrates: why I never have money, why I hate living in my folks' storage space)
I need to start cleaning. Like, now. Habitat unfucking, go. But there's nobody home but me and my one sister and won't be till tomorrow evening, and she's got pre-school-starts shit to do so there's nobody to help with the family crap, and I have nowhere to put most of my crap other than my bedroom and like fuck am I carting the media shelves up two flights of stairs to said bedroom which I don't think currently has room for them anyway because all my oldest sister's crap is up there. And I have my last week's worth of school shit to do, and writing shit, and work lunches to cook, and various other shit, and I do not want to spend my weekend turning this basement area into a pristine environment.