I went to my pal Erin's place for the day yesterday.
Left at 9:30.
Came back at 5:30.
Came back to a little surprise in my kitchen and dining room.
They were flooded.
I have no freakin' idea how that happened.
It was fine when I left.
It cracked from top to bottom at some point during the day.
So the tank leaked out...
But kept refilling itself.
So it kept on leaking, and leaking, and leaking.
I came home to 1 inch of water in my kitchen, a little less in my dining room.
Those rooms are below the bathroom.
Sean's bedroom, which shares a wall with the bathroom, got damage too.
So did the basement.
Luckily, none of my scrapbooking stuff or other important stuff was touched, other than my scanner/printer.
We were extremely lucky for that!
The insurance company sent a clean-up crew last night.
They arrived at 9pm and left at 1 am.
Now, there are a lot of these in our house:
Super-duper fans to dry out everything.
Super-duper LOUD fans.
Super-duper fans that make the house unbelievably hot.
And since it's really humid outside, we can't open the windows (because it'll prevent everything from drying properly.)
did I mention we don't have AC?
The fans are here until Friday.
What else can you see in my house right now?
That's in my kitchen.
And you can see a hole farther down.
That's the dining room.
There's a big a whole in the basement ceiling.
The whole floor in the dining room and living room will have to be redone because it was too damaged.
The floor in Sean's room too.
Probably a few walls.
Which means what?
Chances are we'll have to move out until they are done fixing things.
And Sean is starting school on the 28th...
Well, let's look at the good side of things.
I'll finally get my kitchen painted.
And there's a lot of this going on, so it can't be so bad, can it?