Something I neglected to mention in my rants about living in Florida;
You ever lack the spoons to keep up with dishes or garbage for a while? Let them pile up for……..like…..
ONE day?
In Florida’s perpetual moist heat, that means maggots. Too many maggots for even me to handle.
Unless we’re talking about a pile of dirty clothes, and then that’s big blotches of black mold to deal with.
oh oh oh but one time I forgot a pile of dirty + damp clothes for an entire month in Florida when I went on a trip and actually the mold had grown enough to become adequate food for maggots so it was a pile of moldy and maggoty clothes in a puddle of black juice, which was the feces of maggots who ate nothing but mold, and also lots and lots of dead maggots that had drowned in their own moldy poop juice.
Of course loving insects I just felt bad I had accidentally left them a death trap 😦
Man I’ve lived in Florida all my life and I know exactly what you mean. You HAVE to be on top of cleaning shit in Miami/ south Florida. Don’t leave your shoes outside because you are 80% sure to have a scorpion lootbox the next morning. Once I went camping on a key and left some shitaake mushrooms in my backpack. A DAY later, my backpack was unsalvageable. your grains? Infested with earwigs or maggots. Attics? If you live by the water they might harbor a few seagulls. Your walls? Filled with bees.
It’s… it takes a special kind of person to live here.
I didn’t live South enough to get cooler stuff like scorpions, seagulls or alligators 😦
We lived in central Florida where it’s like an ocean of golf courses and abandoned shopping plazas and the air’s just made of 50% evaporated human sweat.
Florida appears to be a sort of hellscape and I can’t imagine desiring to live there.
All the jokes people make about New Jersey should probably go there.
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