We went today to get the rest of our boxes from the shed at my mom's house. Everything in the boxes that were on the floor was ruined. Apparently the shed had been leaking but my mom didn't think that was pertinent information to share with me until I emailed her telling her we planned to come get the last of our stuff.
Even if I'd had my camera, I would have been crying too hard to take a picture but just imagine framed pictures, books, our anniversary clock and other keepsakes completely destroyed by mold. This was like post-Katrina mold. I salvaged the few pictures I could and threw away the frames. I'm grateful a lot of our stuff was in plastic containers. That stuff is fine.
I just hope this is the last of the loss we have to endure because of this move.
Oh and you know what makes domestic life really shitty? Not having enough water pressure to do more than one water related thing at once- i.e. dishes- no laundry or showers, laundry, no showers or dishes. At what I'm paying I should have fucking firehose water pressure at my disposal.
Even if I'd had my camera, I would have been crying too hard to take a picture but just imagine framed pictures, books, our anniversary clock and other keepsakes completely destroyed by mold. This was like post-Katrina mold. I salvaged the few pictures I could and threw away the frames. I'm grateful a lot of our stuff was in plastic containers. That stuff is fine.
I just hope this is the last of the loss we have to endure because of this move.
Oh and you know what makes domestic life really shitty? Not having enough water pressure to do more than one water related thing at once- i.e. dishes- no laundry or showers, laundry, no showers or dishes. At what I'm paying I should have fucking firehose water pressure at my disposal.
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I would LOVE to move back if it wasn't such a fuck of a place to live. Too much mold for my taste.
Bitch at your landlord for serious.