....and the floods came

We thought the floods receeded from Debbi's house and the fun was over. Nope. We were wrong. We are sharing a garage with some friends, and they ventured in today to find it had flooded during our last storm. Joy. All the boxes we had on the floor were soaked through. Jon has spent the afternoon washing Brooklyn's baby clothes and boy clothes that we were given for Mason and never needed. He washed all our winter stuff (since I decided to box it up this year...), and the utensils we'd been given for our wedding, but were waiting to use until we were settled and wouldn't beat them up so bad. We tossed lots of boxes, and it looks like I'll be tossing all of Brooklyn's old shoes (some never worn) because we don't know how to get the smell out. My floor mirror has mold on it, and some great sized-boxes that were empty are now ruined. Luckily, the books we had out there were up higher so I don't think they got wet. We'll see. I need to go out and rearrange. I've been wanting to reorganize Brooklyn's old clothes, but I didn't really want to do it this way. I really really stink at organizing (any volunteers????), so I'm not really looking forward to doing it. I have lots of little boxes of clothes though and they could be done lots better. It's such a PAIN! I definitely need to get a system. I've already got a too-small box of Mason's clothes overflowing in their bedroom....OH well. Maybe I'll be adventurous and get that done this week. I really will take volunteers to organize, though....any takers?? anyone??? :D.