Happy Friday! It’s been a nice one for me so far because I feel like I actually slept well last night. Aside from just sleeping well, I’ve also been quite productive today. In my seemingly neverending quest to get rid of our mouldy walls, I had noticed that the living room windowsill and corresponding wall had a bit of mould as well. Once I got out of bed, I jogged downstairs and began clearing the heavily plant-laden windowsill.

I didn’t know how bad the mould problem was, but there were patches on the corners of the windowsill that could definitely use some bleach and a fresh coat of paint. The more I began clearing the plants off of the windowsill it became clear that we had a problem. The mould was almost as bad downstairs as it was in the bedroom but I hadn’t really been able to see the extent of the problem because all of our plants were in the way. Plants plus mould issues kind of makes sense, but in my defense I was just trying to give my plants the correct amount of light!

Even though the mould was bad I wasn’t all that worried about it, especially since we had just tackled the same problem upstairs. All we need to do was treat the mould and add paint. Thankfully Alex is here to help make sure the boring bits get finished (Turns out painting walls white is spectacularly boring!) so we should be mould free and looking fresh by this time next week.

Clearing out the windowsill to deal with the mould was actually a great way for me to assess some of my plants and switch around some of their pots. I’ve really got to repot quite a few of them when Spring comes around so it was a good opportunity to see everything at once.

Aside from filling my entryway with plants, I also had my final call about my online self-help therapy program. The call went well so I’ll give you the overview. Apparently, I’ve got all of the basic tools I need to deal with depression and anxiety on my own, so now it’s up to me to seek out long-term counseling to address the root of the problem. In a way it’s kind of like I’ve graduated a level of my mental health journey? I’m not surprised that the call resulted in me being discharged from the NHS mental health services because it does feel like the next step for me in this process. I’ve pretty much exhausted the basic short-term therapy avenues and now I’m ready to go further.