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All right. I don't have Felix hooked up again yet, so I'm posting from the dinosaur1 in the family room.
I've explained how the water came in through the windows. The ironic part is that if the windows weren't broken, the basement would have been perfectly fine. Our sump pump is more powerful than it was fifteen-twenty years ago (when the basement filled up to the top step), and it wasn't even fazed by the storm. As it was, I spent all night yesterday and all morning today using R2-D22 on the heavy-duty carpet we have in the basement.
Also, my dad and I chopped up what turned out to be a full third of the middle tree in our backyard that had fallen on our wires. It knocked out the phone and knocked loose the cable and electricity, but didn't knock them out. ComEd came by at like 4:30 this morning3 and cut up the tree partially and took it off the wires. My dad and I cut it up further and took it all out to the curb. (Picture will come later, I promise.)
It wasn't a lot of water. Just enough to cover the entire basement floor. Enough to make the carpet squishy, but not enough to pool. Even so, I've been working pretty much nonstop drying it out and spraying disinfectants to knock out the bacteria. (It was dirty water when it came in; the buckets I managed to put under the streams under the windows about halfway through the storm filled up with green water. It smelled from the very beginning.) I didn't lose anything more important than a few magazines and an old book, since I had thrown everything important that was on the floor onto my bed. My computer was on my desk and I unplugged everything right away, but since I didn't know how long the storm would last, I moved it up to the kitchen table. It will be moved back down tonight, though I won't hook it up until the floor's completely dry.
I probably won't be online again until tomorrow afternoon/evening. If anyone wants to reach me, my cell phone is on.
Have a dry weekend, everyone.
I've explained how the water came in through the windows. The ironic part is that if the windows weren't broken, the basement would have been perfectly fine. Our sump pump is more powerful than it was fifteen-twenty years ago (when the basement filled up to the top step), and it wasn't even fazed by the storm. As it was, I spent all night yesterday and all morning today using R2-D22 on the heavy-duty carpet we have in the basement.
Also, my dad and I chopped up what turned out to be a full third of the middle tree in our backyard that had fallen on our wires. It knocked out the phone and knocked loose the cable and electricity, but didn't knock them out. ComEd came by at like 4:30 this morning3 and cut up the tree partially and took it off the wires. My dad and I cut it up further and took it all out to the curb. (Picture will come later, I promise.)
It wasn't a lot of water. Just enough to cover the entire basement floor. Enough to make the carpet squishy, but not enough to pool. Even so, I've been working pretty much nonstop drying it out and spraying disinfectants to knock out the bacteria. (It was dirty water when it came in; the buckets I managed to put under the streams under the windows about halfway through the storm filled up with green water. It smelled from the very beginning.) I didn't lose anything more important than a few magazines and an old book, since I had thrown everything important that was on the floor onto my bed. My computer was on my desk and I unplugged everything right away, but since I didn't know how long the storm would last, I moved it up to the kitchen table. It will be moved back down tonight, though I won't hook it up until the floor's completely dry.
I probably won't be online again until tomorrow afternoon/evening. If anyone wants to reach me, my cell phone is on.
Have a dry weekend, everyone.
- This is the computer my parents were originally going to give me. It has trouble playing Starcraft, so I'm glad I was able to talk them into giving me the other one.
- A Bissell carpet-cleaning wet-vac. We got it in the summer of '99, which was the year Phantom Menace came out. and as it's a short blue-and-white cylindrical object on wheels, my sister (who was four, nearly five at the time) said "IT'S R2-D2!". My dad started using that as its name, and it just stuck.
- Which tells you how hard the area was hit. The guy had been working all night going to houses.
