The Soda Stand

For the last several weeks, I’ve been wanting to go out on the patio to get my Christmas stuff out and maybe rearrange and look through things.  I put it off because of my visitor a few weeks ago (if you missed it, there was a HUGE spider living on the patio) and I was, admittedly, frightened of going out there and facing that fear.

Today, I finally put the fear aside and went out there with a broom to clean off all the cobwebs and what not.  I opened the door to the storage unit and this is what I found:

Doesn’t look too bad at this point.  I figured whatever was in the cardboard boxes would be lost and everything else would be okay.   During this photo, I had already removed the ladder I had and the Christmas tree box, and both of them were a total loss.

As I was trying to bring everything out of the storage unit so I could see exactly what the loss was going to be, I realized the side panel on the right side was falling off:

I also found a hole in the bottom left corner of the storage unit:

I was becoming really discouraged with what I was finding.  I knew there were some old books that I collected over the years.  Laurel K. Hamilton, Jude Devereaux, etc.  My entire Jason Bourne book collection was destroyed.

I finally got to the plastic containers and they were frozen together with some of them being damaged and water seeping through them.

I’ve emailed all the pictures to the manager asking her to fix to the storage unit.  I’ve gone through all of those containers and I went from 5 to 2.

As I was going through this stuff, and getting really upset, I tried to focus on the positive.  This enabled me to take the time to go through all this stuff and get rid of things I don’t need anymore.  Although it was heartbreaking because some of the stuff had definite emotion to them, I knew it had to be done.  I also found paperwork from the early 90’s and forward.  Really didn’t need to keep that stuff.  I did it quickly and thoroughly and I’ve taken all the trash out.  I won’t be putting anything back in that storage unit again, even if they fix it.  I’ll just store them in here with the rest of my stuff and call it a day.

I, of course, will turn this around to be my fault ya know.  I left those cardboard boxes in there.  I knew that storage unit wasn’t the best.  I shouldn’t have done that.  I should have put all those books in a plastic container.  I may still have them.  I guess I had figured since they were on TOP of the plastic containers, they’d be okay from water damage from the bottom of the unit.  Never did I imagine the water damage would come from above the boxes.

Until next time…

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