We woke up to water in 80% of the basement!!!! THANK YOU, Mr. Nobody!!!!!!!!! It was a nightmare! Last night, I soaked the area under the front window for thirty minutes so that we could get it weeded today. Mr. Nobody apparently thought it needed more and and moved the hose back to the window well area. The girls noticed that it was on last night as they were settling down and moved it out to the lawn. Or we'd have woken up to a foot of water this morning. The strange thing was that last night, at about ten, I thought, "I should double-check on that water and make sure it's off." I got up, went outside, looked and saw that it was and the hose was out in the middle of the lawn. No worries. Little did I know that it had already flooded! And the kids were not sleeping in downstairs last night, so we had no idea until morning. UGH.
Doug's working mandatory overtime and could not leave. I didn't know what to do! So, I called our amazing friend and neighbor Schow to the rescue! Dave is our awesome friend who helped roof, who helped move furniture twice last year for the remodel and now he's removed the downstairs again with his sweet wife, Christie(one of my favorite ladies), their son and another great previous home teacher, Steven. Later, Dave called a new neighbor who happens to own a carpet cleaning business to come over with some tools. The job was bigger than he could do, so he recommended that we call a restoration company to extract the water out of the carpet. He left tools and equipment, fans and a dehumidifier. ACTS OF KINDNESS EVERYWHERE!
It was five hours of up and down the stairs, removing furniture, dejunking Quayd's room by default, ripping up carpet, renting carpet fans, ripping up and tossing all of the padding, sopping and laundering several loads of everything in Quayd's room, filling the girls rooms, shop vacuuming and hauling wet stuff. NIGHTMARE MESS.
As of this hour, we have three carpet fans and several room fans blowing under the carpet. The padding is all in the driveway drying out to be trashed. The girls' lovely rooms are full of family room and Quayd's bedroom furniture. There are several loads of laundry being washed. It's ugly. And not cheap. Our insurance man came to check it out, but unfortunately, it's not covered. (Is anything ever really covered?) He gave me a hug, "like a good neighbor" and said Sorry. But, he "was there", like the jingle promises.
We had planned on dejunking the storage room and the game closet this weekend, the plan wasn't to "drain" everything as we did it though. A few games were ruined. No scrapbooks, though. Fortunately! (Please pass why Quayd's bedroom looks pink? It's tan.
Honestly, my home is clean and organized. Everyone knows who knows me, knows that. BUT. Why is it that when something like this happens, and you move furniture and get behind things and under things, I feel like an episode of "Hoarders". It makes me want to move everything we own to the junkyard and sterilize. "It makes me completely crazy!" (Spoken like my favorite Meg Ryan line from French Kiss.)
I have to tell the truth. I was cranky! Quayd's room was not up to par and the deeper we got, the more aggravated I was with that. He felt terrible and embarrassed because he knew he'd been busted for, what I call, "stuffing". BUT. As we got the rooms all emptied and cleaned out, I became happier because I will be deciding what goes back in! All of his "boy projects" are history. When I ask the kids if their rooms are clean, I always add, "So, there's nothing on the floor but furniture?" Quayd will now be able to answer yes because everything he had stuffed under the bed and behind things was destroyed by water. Grace said, "Now I get that there's a reason you always ask that, Mom. I'd never thought about flooding." That's not the reason I always ask that but, they will now associate it with. Whatever works!
And a word about Legos. I HATE THEM!!!! Just sayin'.
My cranky came and went. In between, I cried a lot because replacing carpet padding, renting professional carpet fans and paying for carpets to be cleaned before we can move back in were not something I had planned on spending money on in August/September. But, most of all, I cried in gratitude for such good friends and neighbors. Seriously, cried. How blessed we are!
Life is good... even when you have to replace four year old carpet pad, have your carpet relaid, have twenty loads of laundry to wash, including your some of your son's not yet worn wardrobe, when the bedding and every towel in the house is sopping wet and you have to fork out money on silly stuff right during the end of Back to School and the beginning of Christmas shopping season. Life is good BECAUSE good friends and good neighbor can make you laugh right in the middle of the mess!
Challenges are what make life interesting,
overcoming them is what makes them meaningful.