We're Taking On Water!

I started a load of laundry yesterday evening then headed into the kitchen to start making dinner.  I called the boys in from the backyard and told them it was time to eat.  I spoke to Brian making sure he was on his way home and letting him know dinner was ready.  Afterward, I walked around the counter and headed into the laundry room to start folding the clothes in the dryer.  I looked up and saw a lake or maybe it was a river, I cannot remember.

Water was flowing out our front door.  After a momentary pause to mumble a few words each only having 4 letters and probably shouldn't be repeated.  I ran to the laundry room and turned off the washer.  There was water everywhere.  I immediately called Brian to say, Houston we have a problem.  My next call was to the restoration company asking them to load up their fans and head our direction thankful they were still in the office on this long holiday weekend.

The water was seeping under the walls out into the garage, through our coat closet making it's way into our master bedroom.  Again flowing under the walls into our master closets and water closet.  This is not good.  Not good at all.

The clean up company was here quickly.  They walked in the door right after Brian and we began to survey the damage.  They called for reinforcements and immediately started to tear up our beautiful new wood floors and new carpeting. Brian and I looked at each other and he said, "it could always be worse."

We have dehumidifiers running and at least twenty fans roaring. You cannot speak to the person next you with all the noise.  It will take 3 days to dry it all out and after the holiday another crew will be in to start laying new floors and replacing carpet pads and baseboards.

We laid in bed laughing last night.  Cracking up because we could not even fathom sleep with the hurricane force wind being blown around our home.  You might as well laugh about it, what else can you do?

We may be going through an unplanned renovation but our friends and family members continue to sort through debris in Joplin.  A little water is small potatoes.

 Remnants of Lake Mitchell

 Swamp land leading into our master.

 Let the clean up begin.

What's left!