So this is what's going on in my basement

[blasphemina]

Which is making it impossible to work. The smell is damp and stale and horrid. It's made it hard to breathe. I may be moving some of my stuff temporarily to a friend's basement in the meantime. A friend loaned me a dehumidifier and I may borrow a second from another friend. The new leak is coming from above. The previous leak is still there, coming from down below. Our drain tile is faulty. Great thing, it has a life time warranty that is supposed to be transferable to all future homeowners...which would be great if the company hadn't gone out of business 4 years ago. So we have to sue the company [that doesn't exist] to prove it doesn't exists so we can get into the repair fund the company set up with the license bureau in case something like this happens. In short, we're likely going to have to rip out the entire floor, reinstall it and fix the damage. This means I'll have to take my entire sewing room out while this is happening so nothing gets damaged.

I hate this fucking house and I want to move.










My sewing machine is fixed, but I can't pick it up until Monday since Ryan hasn't gotten paid yet. I'm behind on three orders because of bullshit. I feel awful.

Edit: I am not asking for anything, I just need to vent. When I feel helpless, writing take some weight off my shoulders.