I rearranged my one bedroom home into a studio…

Why? Because the ceiling in my bedroom had mold.

mold: noun: a growth of minute fungi forming on vegetable or animal matter, commonly as a downy or furry coating, and associated with decay or dampness.

If you remember, on Labor Day, the ceiling in my bedroom poured water across the room and down into my closet below. Ever since I have been battling with the evil HOA property management woman to handle this issue properly. She did not. So I called my insurance, which is something I really should have done right away, and they are being so thorough and wonderful. They sent out some water damage restoration experts who determined the ceiling was still wet. They left a big, noisy dehumidifier in my room and took a ceiling sample. The next day they called and said that the test came back negative (hurrah!) and they would return to pull out the bad ceiling and replace it with new. Unfortunately, when they returned and opened up the ceiling, they found mold (boo!). So all my bedroom furniture was moved out into the living room, my closets were taped shut and the bedroom door was sealed. Yes, with my clothing still hanging in the closet ~ I was at work. (Luckily my laundry hamper was removed from the room, so I did laundry and now all my workout clothes are clean for the week ahead and two pairs of flip flops were outside the bedroom. Could be much worse.)

I am now actually living in my living room. This has caused a little stress and anxiety that I am trying hard to ignore and Marceau is terribly confused.

Meanwhile, I’ve decided to give myself the gift of this yoga retreat in December! I think that having something to look forward to is just what I need. Something just for me.