The dehumidifiers have done / are doing their job, and I'm attacking the mold in the cellar like a boss (and trying not to die from the bleach/vinegar fumes)! Tossed a lot of stuff, saved some, gotta clean up some other stuff, and dry out and cross my fingers that I can save a bit more. All in all, though, the worst is over and I'm starting to claim my cellar back.
Mold belongs on the crap I leave in the fridge too long. Not in my cellar, dammit.
Mono, in an LTR with Chops
Chops (previously known as 'P'):
partner and best friend. Poly. In LTRs with me and Xena, and dating Noa.
Xena (previously known as M1):
My metamour, Poly. Also in an LTR with Chops. Dating Noa and some others.
Noa (previously AG):
Dating Chops and Xena (individually).
My navel-gazing blog thread:
A Mono's Journey Into Poly-Land (or, "Aw hell, there's no road map?!")