It's Official

-Colder inside than outside in the winter, opposite in the summer.
-I think there is a major mold issue in the attic but we daren't investigate because it is really creepy up there. Nico and I constantly have sinus infections and we never had them before moving here.
-It's like living in a rundown two-story trailer
-There are giant spiders.
-There are slugs that come through the floor boards.
-Our toilet.
Part 1: I have never told anyone about our toilet because it is embarrassing. But I have to now. You see, here on this island instead of using regular flush toilets with a sewage system they use a really stupid system. The toilets have no water in them. So it works like a port-a-john. Your waste goes in the bowl, then you press a square button and some water pushes it into the pipe. Then gravity pulls the waste the rest of the way into a tiny underground box where everything accumulates until the septic truck makes its rounds. A few weeks ago, after some rain, the waste in our septic box actually pushed the puny lid off the outside access point. So our shit was oozing alongside the outside of our house. We called them to help but it was a weekend. We covered it the best we could and on Monday morning finally got in touch with them but still, that is a public hazard since it happened next to where the water for our house drains out that eventually ends up in the river. And completely embarrassing and not our fault. Since then I have noticed that most people keep concrete blocks over their lids to prevent this so it must be common. Yuck.
Part 2: Tonight. I saw. maggots. In and on the toilet. And I have to pee. And I hate going into the shower at night (which is where I could pee I suppose) because the spiders come out at night in there.

So yes, I hate hate my house and I have to live here for another year! My school pays for the rent, which can't be high since it is such a dump. I know I should be grateful to have a roof over my head but I worry about the health of my family while we are living here. In the last place it was lead paint and rats. I just want to live in a nice place where I can worry about other things. I hate being poor.
Thanks for letting me get that off my chest. Now to go pee in my shower. I'll let my husband deal with the maggots when he gets home from the bar.
Edited to add: After reading, I know it seems like maybe we are the problem but seriously, we are clean folks. My husband is a cleaning machine and the rest of us help out. But stuff like this just makes me feel so gross and nasty.