I was just finishing my Christmas decorating. I was getting the last box out of the back corner, by the outside wall in a basement closet. The box was damp on the bottom.
First I should tell you about the box. I know it is silly, but the box was sentimental to me. Our first Christmas when we were married, Frank gave me a Bosch. The Bosch died long ago, but I was still using the box to store decorations. I used the box to store decorations that were not valuable, but were sentimental to me. Like the elf I got at a party in Gemany when I was 8. And the ornaments the kids made in school. And the refrigerator magnets with their school pictures. I also stored the Advent Kranz that Clyde made for me in that box.
Well, when I opened the box it was FILLED with mold. Black mold, brown mold, and fluffy cotton-like mold. It was terrifying.
I had to go through the box to look for anything that was salvageable. Not much was. Anything made of glass or ceramic was untouched. The Advent Kranz was washable. Frank's little boy doll that his great grandmother made him was in a ziploc bag so it was ok. Almost all of the rest of it had to go.
When I was finished I felt creepy, so I had to take a shower.
SO---lesson learned. I am buying plastic bins to store everything from now on.
3 comments:
That is awful! I am so sorry. I can imagine how sad that would make me. Here is a silver lining - Soon, you will have your grandkids making your ornaments.
Yucky yucky yucky that is so awful! Im sorry.
Oh, I am so so sorry! I know that would make me cry harder than anything else to lose ornaments that 'valuable.'
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