Saturday, July 24, 2010

When it rains... it floods

So we have this house that we're staying in, for free, until we're able to buy a house here. It's smaller than our old house, so we planned to leave approximately 1/2 of our belongings in boxes, which we unloaded directly into the basement.

When the movers left at about 6:30 Friday night we were whipped, and went out to eat. When we returned home my husband went down to the basement to discover water. Everywhere. Several inches deep in some places. You know, those places where our boxes were.

We've been on damage control for the last 24 hours. Every box has been examined, and any box that was wet has been unpacked, with the contents spread out to dry. Miraculously enough, we managed to save just about everything, except a few magazines (which, truth be told, we didn't try to save). The sump pump has been replaced, the basement floor mopped and bleached, and all of our belongings now sit on pallets, raising them several inches off of the floor, in case that new pump doesn't do the trick.

I still have no idea where my pots and pans are. It took me until about an hour ago to get the smoke detectors to stop beeping (the batteries were dying, and then the replacement batteries were apparently also too weak).

And as if all of this weren't enough... while we were out to eat on Friday that storm that soaked our basement knocked out the power in the restaurant where we were eating, and at my in-laws. They aren't due to have power again until late Sunday night. So my MIL, FIL, and SIL (plus her two dogs) are also staying here, because my FIL can't sleep without his breathing machine.

I'm trying to keep positive, but I have to admit, this song keeps coming to mind:

15 comments:

Kyla said...

Oh my. Sounds like Michigan needs to work on its welcoming committee!

Hang in there!

Chrissy said...

You poor poor thing. I hope things look up soon.

amanda said...

Oh dear, PM, that is not a good start at all. Things must get better- I am sending good thoughts.

de said...

That's over the top. Sending wine and chocolate.

Rima said...

Oh, hon, I'm so sorry! Hope things start looking up soon . . .

Magpie said...

Oh honey. That's no fun. Here's hoping it gets better.

alejna said...

Oof. That sounds very unpleasantly soggy. (Not that I can ever think of a time when soggy is pleasant.)

Hugs to you, and virtual dehumidifiers.

n said...

wow. sometimes life is ridiculous. if my husband wasn't busy ferrying his entire family to and from hospitals I'd send him over with a basket.

I'm so glad nothing important was damaged.

Sue Fisher said...

Yikes! I see what you mean by overwhelmed. Still, I do hope you'll join us even if you have to play catch up for the first few days.

Mary G said...

Ouch!!! Welcome to Michigan with a vengeance.
Hope things improve. Rapidly.

Aunt Becky said...

Ah, life in the Midwest. Sorry it's been a rough start. I try and remember that rain is good luck and that MORE rain = MORE good luck. It doesn't always work.

San Diego Momma said...

Cowboy Mouth! I love me my Cowboy Mouth.

Sorry about the flooding and welcome to your temporary quarters...

But.

Cowboy Mouth!

kaye said...

oh my . . . what a welcome!

Kat said...

Oh man. Nothing like kicking ya when you're down, huh? Cripes!
Hang in there hon!
Sending more prayers your way!

Emily said...

I had a whole comment typed out and Blogger rejected it, so now I'm pissed. But I was empathizing.