I keep being late for work because every morning I discover something else that’s covered in mold and needs a vinegar bath (or soak or scrub). To wit:
- My only sexy high heel shoes
- 20-dollar bills
- Kuksa (by the way, that price is extortionate. Come to Finland and buy one instead, get a nice trip inclued in the price.)
- Zambian batik cushion covers
- the chopsticks
- leather jacket
Still, not as bad as the experience of a friend who said she came home from Christmas holidays and found the sofa covered in mold.