Backstory: we used to be a military family, we've moved house lots of times, and we had loads of stuff packed in boxes/tubs that just got moved from house to house without ever being opened. Stuff like odds and ends that you don't really need but don't want to get rid of.
Our last house move was six years ago and we have a huge garage where we put all the boxes & tubs. Last year a friend desperately needed somewhere to store a load of furniture and we offered the garage, we just stacked all our stuff at the back and put her stuff at the front. Then the garage got a massive leak in the roof, over the winter. We threw a tarp over what we could reach, the furniture was too heavy to move without a group of people so that was the best we could do.
Her stuff got collected this spring, and we've just got round to sorting out the garage (tbh I've been putting it off as I was pretty sure things were damaged and I didn't want to see it).
All DD's first school books are ruined. Our wedding favours are mouldy and smelly. Two whole boxes of books are just wet mush. Photos are damp and warped and smell mouldy but are still sort of ok. We haven't yet got to DD's first baby clothes, or more books, or her early toys (not masses but I know we have her first teddy). Stupidly, the last straw was a egg-box daffodil she'd made when she was in nursery, it was mouldy and in bits and I just sat and cried.
I'm sitting here with my pregnancy diary which has black mildew all on it and I'm dabbing it with bleach to try and save it. It's ridiculous, isn't it? If I wanted all this stuff I wouldn't have had it in boxes for the past AT LEAST six years.
Please tell me I'm BU and to pull myself together.