Swimmy, - the tale of a little house in Flossmoor

I was going to send an email, but blogging seemed so much more, well, fancy.

So after the rain adventure on Easter evening deposited flood water up to our basement ceiling shattered our windows downstairs and left a foot of water in our garage and livingroom, we have begun sloshing our way to freedom.

We've got all the water sucked out of our house, the carpet upstairs ripped up, the drywall cut out, and all the contents of our baseent slogged into a huge dumpster in our driveway. The crews from our fantabulous flood folks descended on the house yesterday like a swarm of honeybees and carried all our stuff out, sprayed the place down, and set up fans. Now we just need to wait for many days for our house to dry out. When it does, they can check out the foundation, the electrical system, and such, and replace the water heater, furnace, air conditioner, humidifier, and our other systems that make our little robot of a house work. Three cheers for flood insurance and the crew who is doing all this. It's a crazy amount of work.

Emily put on her rescue ranger costume and boarded a plane to Illinois and whisked our wee girls away from the disaster zone, thanks to southwest vouchers from Mom and Dad. Now we're staying downtown in Rick's bosses corporate apartment while Rick works and I go to my MBA admit weekend. By the way, right now and MBA and MPP seem totally worthless. I want to go into plumbing. But be that as it may. Our neighbors, friends, and Rick's coworkers have been super nice will offers to help. I am going to join Emily and the girls in Texas on Sunday. So Paul and Austin, I don't know if it is a good time for you and yours, what with babies and moves pending, but if it works perhaps we can swing a visit up there.

Wanted to give you all the update. Thanks for phone calls etc. Looking forward to seeing everyone in June for Alan's pending nuptuals.

Love Laurie