Meanwhile, at Lake Mondo…

I went to bed at about 11 or 11:30 last night, and everything was dry. Not so when I woke up this morning.

I went downstairs to let the dog out, but I saw reflections on the water before I made it down the stairs. (The Hound of the Basketballs rested contentedly on the sofa as the water lapped against the hearth.  Quite the watchdog, that one.) There was about an inch on the floor, on average — more in low spots, less elsewhere. The carpet in the guest rooms and hallways was sodden. I hollered for Mrs. M and threw various breakers for the downstairs.

The Spawn is home for the weekend, so the three of us started sweeping water out the sliding glass doors. I know what you’re thinking, but that isn’t where the water came in. It appears to have seeped in through the walls — the ground can only hold so much rain. I drove to the local building supply place and got a submersible pump, and after we set that up, we swept some more and tried to figure what we’d lose and what to save.

We gathered up the irreplaceables — photo albums, artwork, memorabilia — and hustled it upstairs, while I called a disaster cleaning service and got on the list — near the top, I was told. We swept some more water outside.

But the bigger problem remained — we had two bedrooms and a den full of furniture, books, and other stuff, and while the water hadn’t reached the edge of the bottom bookshelf, we had quite a bit of other stuff, some antique, starting to marinate, and limited physical resources. I called some friends, who arrived in short order, but it was still overwhelming.

That’s when the Mondoville men’s basketball team and coaches arrived. Within 45 minutes, the downstairs had been cleared out. The books are still there, but as they never got doused, there might not be too many casualties on that front either.

Our heroes.

Our heroes.

So, now we’re upstairs, surrounded by all our downstairs stuff. Flagship cancelled classes tomorrow, so the Spawn is safe here at home. The cleaners are arriving later for some preliminaries, but the real work will probably start in a few days. It’ll cost money, and we’ll have to replace some things, I’m sure, but we’re okay, and once again are the beneficiaries of great kindness.

The rain is intermittent now, but it’s a beautiful day.

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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2 Responses to Meanwhile, at Lake Mondo…

  1. Withywindle says:

    It never rains but it pours, huh? Sympathy and best wishes.

  2. Pingback: From the End of the Bench | Professor Mondo

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