When IT happens...

[diaphanousdaisy]

There was a lightning packed monsoon storm last night. The sky was a Tesla coil for hours with arcing tendrils of light racing each other in every direction. My atrium drain could not keep up with the rain and debris that overwhelmed it. We watched in horror as the atrium, in the center of our house, filled and eventually overwhelmed the 3 sliding glass doors that surround it. By 10:30pm last night my house was flooded. The hardwoods in the library were soaked, the dining room was oozing and the family room was a small wash. I have a lot of towels all of which were called into service to soak, mop, and poorly dam up the flood. All of these towels were rapidly drenched and the spin cycle on the washing machine was pounding out the water from endless batches of our useless only hope. Remembering that we had a spare fountain pump in the garage we hastily attached it to a hose long enough to extend from the atrium to the front door. We submerged it in the atrium pool, plugged it in and crossed our soggy fingers ala Bruce-Willis-Die-Hard-style. It worked; a steady stream of water was flooding out of the atrium and into the front yard. By 12:30 am we were soaked but the floors were dry. Surveying the mound of soggy towels in the laundry room waiting to be washed and the swollen baseboards pulling away from the walls this morning I was struck by the phrase…shit happens. Yes it does. It happens, we do what it takes to deal with it, and life continues on ala Lara-Croft-Tomb-Raider-style. ;-)

"you sing a sad song just to turn it around...you had a bad day"



Tesla coil heee