So hubby has taken to decorating (I use that term loosely).

Last night he mentioned his lovely art work pieces have mold on them. Yup. Those 'spur of the moment' purchases are growing mold.

I'm not sure why other than perhaps it's their way of drying out (or just pissing me off more) but I immediately demanded to have them moved outside. I do not need hazmat over here spraying the inside of our house for mold spores because someone had a moment of crazy.

I take solice in knowing they are one step closer to the newly created fire pit.