Heading Home

We left out about an hour ago and are cautiously making our way down the highway with our very, very, very full load.  The children are happy to be going home, but sad to be leaving their Auntie.  I'm happy to be leaving the clutter of the city.  It is noisy and smelly. 

We have left the house in New Goshen for the last time.  A friend of mine was ready to take over payments until I pointed out the black mold.  Neither she nor her children need that.  Yes, there are lots of benefits to that house when you are needing an office or a sensory room or any of the number of other things when you have a child with autism or other issues or you are homeschooling or involved in community organization or any one of a number of things.  But, when the very air is toxic to the point where a healthy adult is hacking and having difficulty breathing after being in there for a few short hours, then living in the same environment becomes a life threatening situation. 

Thank you, Allstate for dragging your feet to the point where we had the mold growth to begin with.  Thank you, Peterson for doing such a lousy job that nothing was done to code and there are current leaks on a brand new roof helping to feed the mold that you were paid to get rid of but never did.  The two of you have turned a dream home into a nightmare.

Now that I got that off my chest, I still need to work the mold out of my lungs and that is going to take a bit.  Same thing with Husband.  He is still feeling the effects of the mold in his lungs.  I am thankful we did not take the children with us any of the times we went there to work.  As it is, Hannah started showing signs of turning blue again with just the short period of time we were visiting.  The industrial pollutants in the air combined with the agricultural chemicals in the air and it is no wonder. 

Anyway, I need to get off here.  The children are bickering.  How many hours left until home?  What happened to the plan of the children sleeping while we travel?