“We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.
If we fix on the old, we get stuck. When we hang on to any form, we are in danger of putrefaction.
Hell is life drying up.”
Joseph Campbell
It is weird at this point to begin writing about the mold saga. There’s so much that has passed. And there’s so much that’s still ongoing. I feel strangely suspended in time.
After we found the mold, life changed overnight. Literally. We began staying with my parents and only going back to the house to pick up some things that we needed. By the first weekend, we had decided we would be moving out as soon as possible. This was certainly not something we had prepared to do. Even though I had just decided to begin applying to PhD programs, we had no expectation of moving for at least a year out.
Amazingly, Daniel had just moved his business that had been located in our house into another location. It was a little unbelievable how perfectly timed that had been.
So we got to work moving. I went to work during the week, and on the weekends, we planned to work as many hours as we could handle moving our things out. It was during that first weekend, we realized this was not going to be an easy thing to do. Continue reading “The Mold Saga, Part 2: Out with the Mold”