"You can't expect me to do anything about mildew."

We are all moved in! The new house is wonderful! It is so much nicer with our things actually in it. We have started to decorate and turn it into our own little space (although much larger than our last little space). The kitchen is done and unpacked, most of the bedroom is done, and the living room is looking pretty good so far. Right now the nursery is sort of our storage area while we get everything else in order. The baby won't be needing his room for a couple of months so it's not the top priority even though I can't wait to finally start on it. We really enjoy having more space and quiet. It's nice to not hear the dog sliding back and forth on hardwood floors upstairs.

As we were moving out on Saturday morning, Will made a gruesome discovery. He was taking all of our clothes and things out of the bedroom closet and came across my wedding dress, which was covered in mildew. We always knew the apartment was damp and we took the necessary precautions: we kept a dehumidyer running constantly, we kept the furniture away from the outside walls (that's where we thought most of the problems were), and we checked the furniture occassionally to make sure it was all right. Every once in a while we found moldy furniture and would clean it off and bleach the area where possible and it would be fine. We knew we wouldn't be there for long anyway. There was no way that we could have prepared ourselves for what we found. One whole corner of the closet, not on the outside wall, was covered in mold and mildew. Of course it just happened to have been the corner where the wedding dress was kept. I have only been married for 10 months and the dress is already ruined. We had some suitcases and bags in that corner which were also in pretty bad shape. It's the dress, however, that is the most depressing. I took lots of pictures of both the apartment and the dress and brought them to the rental office today. We are hoping that they will take care of the cleaning costs but it doesn't look very hopeful. I'm not sure if it will come clean anyway. Oh well, we're out of that dungeon and in a much dryer, happier place where we can wait for Isaiah in peace.