Just one month into my new Arjun Nagar housing experience, the creepy crawly white fuzz has begun its march.
First, a wet spot appeared on the wall. Then the paint started peeling. And now? The beginnings of new life.
The culprit? Leaking pipes in the wall. One in particular has become a kind and loving place for mold spores to accumulate and plot my respiratory demise.
To make things worse, it is a two-front battle. The bedroom down the hall apparently has its own massive mold patch, lying in remission until the warm summer months. Oh, the things you learn after you move in.
Landlord promises aside, I’m of half a mind to just find another place. Mold + mold allergies = bad news.
