Showing posts with label flooding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flooding. Show all posts

Monday, April 29, 2013

Miscellaneous Monday

I found yesterday that I am rich. I know, I know, you guys must be as surprised as I am, but its been nice to know this. I found this out as I was walking home from church. As we all know, my former scouts visit me every Wednesday, on the way home from their scouts, and I give them candy. One of the boys’ mom stopped me, and let me know that she knew her son was stopping at my house, but he didn’t know she knew which house it was. As far as she was supposed to know, he stops at a secret house every week. And then she told me what he told her: “They’re so rich, they only finish half of their candy!” Now, we all know, this isn’t necessarily true. What is true, is that with only 2 people in the house, and the obscene amount of candy we buy, we just can’t finish it quickly enough. But I’ll let him think that’s why, and his mom will keep pretending she doesn’t know. It’s a nice arrangement for us all.

The basement is still flooded. Well, maybe not flooded, per se, but the carpet is still soaking wet, and it doesn’t seem to be getting any better. We’ve had the fans on all night, we threw in some space heaters to try to keep it warm, so hopefully, that gets better. Tonight, as I was down there tending to things, all of a sudden, the light turned off. Of course, I immediately was like, oh I guess the lightbulb is bad, but then I realized, half of the fans were off, and all of the lights weren’t working. I decided to just give up on things, so I took a breather. A bit later, I returned, flipped the breaker, and it all turned back on again. Hopefully things will dry up now!

Yesterday, after I got home from church, I started to make dinner. I was making CrockPot Enchiladas, and I was pretty excited to try them. When we were halfway through making them, Husband took over things, because my visiting teachers came over, so he finished making the dinner. By the time my teachers left, the crockpot was on, and cooking my dinner…or so I thought. About 4 hours later, as I was gearing up to go to my scout meeting, Husband was checking on dinner. After he poked around a minute, he realized that while yes, he did turn the crockpot ON, he didn’t actually plug it IN. So our dinner had just sat there…for hours…doing nothing. We turned it on, switched it to high, and then I had to go to my meeting. An hour and a half later, I returned, and dinner was done. And while we did eat later than anticipated, I still thought it was delicious, and really, that’s all that matters.

Sunday, April 28, 2013

And the Floods Came Up

This morning, I woke up feeling pretty dang good. So, after lazing about for about 30 minutes, I was like, I am going to get up, I’m going to work out, I’m going to get ready and be at church early enough to get a good seat. I was ready for this. So after making the bed, and cleaning up various spots on my way down, I turned on the TV, started my movie, (LoveStruck, in case anyone was wondering) and then put away my clothes down there. Before I started running, I thought it might be a good idea to blow my nose, make sure it wasn’t a nuisance. As I was stepping out of the bathroom, I thought it was wet on the ground, but then I realized, I stepped on the metal thing, so of course it was cold. Then, because I’m a loon, I went back and touched the same area, to make sure the thing I felt was really the metal, and not anything else. When I went back, I noticed that actually, the carpet right there was wet. For a second, I was like, oh, I’m sure this is fine, most likely a spill. I checked the carpet around the door frame…down the hall…in the other rooms…and they were really wet. At this point, I was beginning to panic.

I ran upstairs and grabbed Husband. And by grabbed him, I mean, I bounded upstairs, and yelled up to him “Flood! Flood! We have flooding in the basement!” He came downstairs and we tried to investigate. We thought we pinpointed where it had started, but to be honest, we had no idea. It was wetter in some places then others, and there was no indication on the walls that let us know what was going on. So, we decided to bring in some fans (apparently, Husband has many fans at his office, so he was going to get them, and we’d just utilize them for the time being) and then if it happened, again, hopefully we can pinpoint things. So, he went upstairs to put on shoes and the like, and I was going to just…go about my day, I guess. After I was downstairs, I happened to look over to the wall, and I discovered the leak! It somehow came in the window, from the outside, down the wall (or something) and after soaking the carpet, it slowly spread all along the walls.

Pleased with finding where it came from, again, I bounded up the stairs, and told Husband I figured out where it was coming from. He came and looked at it and realized, he was actually the one that caused the leak! He was working outdoors, and after pulling up some old weeds/tree things, he knocked a pipe/sprinkler head, which broke it. Then when the sprinklers went off this morning like usual, they flooded outside, then the water just went anywhere it could, which meant, the basement. After we discovered the reasoning, he went to go get the fans, and I used a whole lotta towels to try to get some of the soakings down. After I went through 6 towels, I had had enough, so I gave up. Husband then returned with the fans, which we set up all over the basement. And now…we wait. Hopefully, this will all work, and the carpet will be fine, and the house won’t be gross, and the sprinklers won’t do this anymore. And if it doesn’t…well, we can always move to another house, probably.