Jean DeVries
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After staying awake all night at an overnight at the mall with my Girl Scout troop, I was looking forward to coming home to sleep.
But alas, it was not to be.
At 6:00 this morning, I went to check the basement of our newish house (which has had undetermined water damage int he past). Per Becky D in another thread, it rained cats and dogs here last night, and I wanted to make sure there wasn't an animal shelter being set up in my basement.
Well.....
Let's just say it wasn't quite an animal shelter....but it was getting there.
Yep. Water (and mud) everywhere.
Given that the water line on the egress window was about 3/4 up the window (as evidenced by the fact that all of the remaining bird nest that we had sucked out of the vent that was right above it a few weeks ago was stuck to the screen), I'd say that our egress window can't handle dog and cat-like weather. And, neither can the window.
So....as soon as the water-sucky-thingie-guys finish three more houses, they'll be over here (apparently other people's houses can't . Of course, it may be dry by then. It seems to be drying pretty rapidly.
Now all I have to do is get all the crap that's down there out so they can water sucky thingie the water & mud out, and blow the wood dry. And there's a lot of crap. Mostly my sister's![Smile :) :)](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
I also learned a valuable lesson. When your brother is storing his stuff in your basement bedroom because he's trying to sell his house, don't call him at 6:00 in the morning to ask if all of the stuff on the floor (that you can't see because it's a big room and he has a lot of stuff in there) is in tubs. He freaks, thinks people are dead, and just about has a coronary on the spot.
Like I would have needed that today on top of everything else.....
Anywhoo, sizeable donations of microfiber towels are being accepted. Heck, what better way to sell those puppies than to say, "Hey, my basement flooded once and I soaked up all the water with these little babies!"
Oh well. Such is life.
Back to hauling stuff out of the basement.....
(I may also add that my sister's stuffed animals from when she was a kid were in a trash bag in the basement, and are now all lined up on the back deck in the sun trying to dry out. It looks like a bad 80's reunion somewhere, and they're all laying out to tan.....) I'll download the pic later for your amusement.
But alas, it was not to be.
At 6:00 this morning, I went to check the basement of our newish house (which has had undetermined water damage int he past). Per Becky D in another thread, it rained cats and dogs here last night, and I wanted to make sure there wasn't an animal shelter being set up in my basement.
Well.....
Let's just say it wasn't quite an animal shelter....but it was getting there.
Yep. Water (and mud) everywhere.
Given that the water line on the egress window was about 3/4 up the window (as evidenced by the fact that all of the remaining bird nest that we had sucked out of the vent that was right above it a few weeks ago was stuck to the screen), I'd say that our egress window can't handle dog and cat-like weather. And, neither can the window.
So....as soon as the water-sucky-thingie-guys finish three more houses, they'll be over here (apparently other people's houses can't . Of course, it may be dry by then. It seems to be drying pretty rapidly.
Now all I have to do is get all the crap that's down there out so they can water sucky thingie the water & mud out, and blow the wood dry. And there's a lot of crap. Mostly my sister's
I also learned a valuable lesson. When your brother is storing his stuff in your basement bedroom because he's trying to sell his house, don't call him at 6:00 in the morning to ask if all of the stuff on the floor (that you can't see because it's a big room and he has a lot of stuff in there) is in tubs. He freaks, thinks people are dead, and just about has a coronary on the spot.
Like I would have needed that today on top of everything else.....
Anywhoo, sizeable donations of microfiber towels are being accepted. Heck, what better way to sell those puppies than to say, "Hey, my basement flooded once and I soaked up all the water with these little babies!"
Oh well. Such is life.
Back to hauling stuff out of the basement.....
(I may also add that my sister's stuffed animals from when she was a kid were in a trash bag in the basement, and are now all lined up on the back deck in the sun trying to dry out. It looks like a bad 80's reunion somewhere, and they're all laying out to tan.....) I'll download the pic later for your amusement.