lead paint. everywhere. lead paint. lead paint dust. in my apartment. on spoons. on bowls. on floor. baby. crawling. hands in mouth. call matt. no answer. call matt. no answer. google it. no, don't google it. lead. heavy metal. lead poisoning. neurological complications. remedial reading classes. college? happy marriage? functioning adult? my fault. lead. lead. lead. crap.
extreme? maybe, but if at this moment you drilled a small hole in my head, that's exactly what would come oozing out. i actually don't even know to what extent we've got lead in the walls and window sills; all i know is that it's a definite possibility here since our building was constructed in 1900 (crazy, right? 1900! think of the stories. maybe someone was murdered here. stop it, erin. focus: lead.). so until we determine the risk, i have come to the rational conclusion that matt will be the one to open, shut and clean the windows and sills since he has the best health insurance.