Getting a knock on the front door telling you that nobody is to set foot in the room attached to the back balcony because the floor is caving in and there are no longer any supports under it… until further notice.
The room that is all windows.
The room that my daughter recently moved into to escape the mould growing in her bedroom in the basement.
The room that now houses her bed and all of her clothing and personal belongings.
You know what’s even more fun that that?
That on this sweltering hot day, in the middle of the floor, in that windowed sauna of a room, that I am not allowed to set foot in, this seems to have happened.
A full-size dead f@$%^ing RAT!!!!