Awoke this AM and was making coffee and our micro-breakfast when I received a call from eldest son who lives next door. “Are you up?” “Yeppers!” “I was greeted this morning with 2″ of water all over the basement! Better check out yours!” “YIKES! I’ll do that.” Click.
A quick look down the stairs showed an ominous puddle. So I put Emmy into a “down-stay” and rode down the stairlift to check out just how bad it is. Water was leaking in from all along the back wall and forming little rivers that culminated in an inch of water in – the LIBRARY!! Only one book on floor, so that’s ok. Sort of.
This happens from time to time – this is about the 4th time in 10 years. So, I guess I’d better see about some flood insurance. The Ol’ Curmudgeon will not be able to do this again, and I certainly cannot. And we wil need to see about getting that back wall and the basement floors sealed to prevent this kind of awful event in the future.
Emmy can’t run on the treadmill for several days, now. Guess grandsons will be earning some money to run her! Actually, Emmy should enjoy that even more than the treadmill!
So, Emmy lucks out, and we will have several hours (in 30 – 45 minute spates) of work to get it cleaned up – O Joy and Rupture!