I know it’s been forever since I posted. No giant reasons other than we’re busy enjoying summer. Except for last Thursday. Last Thursday I could have done without.
It started out fine. I knew it was going to be a rainy day so I invited my sister over to work on a puzzle with me for a bit. She showed up around 10:45am and said “There’s a car stuck on Thrush”. I asked what she meant. How could a car just get stuck in the middle of the street? So, I looked at saw this:
Wow! I had no idea this was happening in front of my house! So I quick texted my neighbor and let them know water was halfway up their driveway and they might want to come home. Then a police officer walked by (the lady wouldn’t get out of her car so she eventually had to be rescued by the fire department) and said “They have water in the basement?” and I said “I don’t know, I was just telling them to come home.” and he said “No, They HAVE water in their basement.”. Which made me walk around the corner to find out how he knew this:
Oh. Yep, I bet they do. That was at 11:08am. Which reminded me I should look at my backyard:
Then I told Rob he really needed to come home. Then my sister and I spent about 15 minutes running from the front of the house to the back willing the water to stop rising.
11:35….it wasn’t stopping.
Kerry went to pick up Austin from his camp because I didn’t want my van to be the second victim on the road and then took all my kids to her house. Then she came back just in time to help us start moving everything out of our basement because it had started finding it’s way into our house.
We had a wonderful support team come to our rescue. A few neighbors showed up to start moving stuff to our garage and two teenagers from down the street, that I’ve never met, jumped in (literally) to help us move stuff. We were fortunate to get most things out before it got too deep.
At 3:30pm it was still pouring into our neighborhood.
By 4:00 we were starting to see the level decrease in our front yard (but hold steady in the backyard), and increase in our basement.
We think our basement ended up with just under a foot of water. The water stretched over a foot up our lookout windows.
The backyard cleared our 6 foot fence and then some. A lot of our lumber for our porch construction floated two houses away. That night Rob called a restoration company and they showed up around 10:45pm and left around 1am. It was a LONG day. Clean up was a drag (and still is) but we still feel fortunate to have lost very little. It was also wonderful to see a neighborhood pull together like ours did.
Let’s hope this NEVER happens again.