Hi all!!! :) Five days ago, I said "this has been the craziest week!" Gosh did I not know the next couple of days was going to rock our world [in a bad way]. And indeed, it is true what people say, WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS because boy, did it pour and flood our basement too! I am not going to show you all photos because it is rather disgusting and heartbreaking. We had about four inches of water in the deepest part [where the sump pump is] in our basement and two inches everywhere else.
If we don't have some of the most expensive living essentials down in our basement, I wouldn't have been so shaken up. But we do. Like every basement, we have our heating system [that we just spent a lot of money on for maintenance] is down there, our hot water tank that just got put in a few years ago by the people who used to live here, our new washer and dryer and our little bitty fridge that stores our drinks and other random things. However, I believe that GOD listened to my ailing heart that night because the water quit going up at about 1/4 inch away from hot water tank and my washer and dryer platform! And it stayed that way all night. The sump pump, although completely submerged and probably worn out, never quit pumping that water out of the flooded basement from Monday 12 midnight through Tuesday 3 PM [until every drop of water in the basement and under the sinkhole was gone].
I don't believe I have ever been so scared of rain until now. But of course, the ground is so saturated from last week's storms that even a bit of rain could start a flood.
I didn't go to bed until 4 AM this morning because I kept getting up and checking the basement because it has been drizzling all night. I don't believe I will ever sleep again until I know it is not going to rain anymore. It is raining on and off still all day and it is going to do this all week from what I hear.
Hope it goes away soon. But here's a happy thought:
Last week, on Tuesday, my husband and I out of boredom decided to drive to St Louis to wander around. It was a beautiful day [or at least, it started that way]. We went and ate at TGI Friday's and just kind of allowed ourselves to get lost. During that "getting lost" part he dropped me off at a Michael's store as he headed to a Gamestop and World Market four doors away. I bought this stamp set from TPC Studio and it kind of foreshadowed what was getting ready to happen.
One of the stamps in the set says, "God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage" and another one says "The task ahead of us is never as great as the power behind us." I got teary when I looked at the stamp the day after the tornado hit. When I picked up the stamp at the store, I had no idea I was going to need these words of wisdom the next morning when all I saw was destruction and devastation all around me and all I could see that that tornado did to my house is NOTHING compared to what other people had to deal with that day. And then again, a couple nights ago when my basement flooded. While ours had 4 inches of water in it, my neighbor two doors down from us had 18 inches. One of the people that my dad-in-law knows from a few blocks away from us had 5 feet of water in his basement. So I believe even if my heart was breaking as I watched my basement fill up with water, I believe in my heart that SOMEONE was listening to my silent prayer as I was picking stuff up from the basement floor that the flood could potentially destroy.