Finally, we here in the Mc-Rz house had caught up on our sleep and have gotten used to our daily routine again after vaca when lo and behold, we had the craziest night ever.
Before we went to bed around 11:00 and read for a half hour, we watched the weather radar and lightning outside and hoped for the best.
Of course, the worse happened. I should have prayed.
The storm was a total and complete CF. Violent lightning that, I swear, came through our windows several times with house-shaking thunder. I was clinging to FD like a little kid, trembling. At times I even let out a little scream. Especially when the power went out for three hours. FD slept. Until he heard the sound of water.
Not rain, but water. In the house.
The joy! Our basement flooded yet again. I don't want to over-exaggerate, it was only by an inch, but in the deepest spot it was 3 inches. And it's kind of hard not to be frustrated when empty cardboard boxes are floating by as if our basement was the Titanic.
Please, Lord, let us win the lottery so we can buy a house without a basement. BG really needs a first-time buyers city program. Rather than have houses that are extremely overpriced.
Exhaustion is getting to my mood. I'm bitter.
Must go and help FD with the Colrox Clean-up.