06 01 09 069We finally got out of Miss Havisham’s house after the Mold Guy came by. Though he was unable to share the results with me, he did have a moisture-measuring device that BEEEEEEPED like a dying patient every time the moisture level was too high.  Needless to say, I couldn’t help but see what the machine reading was, as he was right in front of me. The moisture level was too high in several areas, basically wherever there was a window.  “It’s rotten,” he told me, poking the soft drywall beneath a window.  The reading was over 40; normal is 13.

Ethan with mold air sample machine
Ethan with mold air sample machine

I see.

The management company says they have 14 days to return the deposit; they have not said they will, nor have they said they won’t.

Now we are ensconced in a small townhouse in the Hawaii Kai suburb.  Its main attractions: no mold, a park across the street, a 6 month lease, and two free TVs from the previous tenants, who also told us about the greatness of the elementary school.  The first time I looked up this school on GreatSchools.net, it was rated an 8. Now it’s been downgraded, since last week, to a 6.  Apparently this year’s standardized tests went downhill.  What gives? I went into the office to inquire about registration.  “It’s a….pretty good school…” the office woman said, her eyes focused on some distant object in space.

Maybe I’ll homeschool after all.