Monday, April 16, 2007

I Don't Wanna Talk About It...

I really, really don't.

I'm going to have some pizza, chill out with the cats in front of the stove, then sleep in the guest room (because the furnace is flooded and the guest room has electric heat), then take a cold shower in the morning (yup - flooded the water heater too) and just rejoice that little inconveniences are nothing in the big scheme of things.

4 comments:

Amy said...

Wow. At least that's not a dead animal of some sort floating in the water on the right hand side. As I thought it was at first glance. That would be worse, right? If there were dead animals floating in your flooded basement? Sorry...

jacquieblackman said...

Noooooooooooooooooo!

But I do like your attitude. I'm a big fan of not wanting to talk about "it" and dealing with "it" later. I'm hoping this situation will go as smoothly as possible!

Eric K. said...

Aye caramba! That's a little more than the shop-vac can handle. I sure hope nothing was lost or damaged (like the water heater, etc.). We had our own share of rain and wind from the same storm here in Atlanta on Saturday night. It wasn't fun! I was working at the Dogwood Festival, and I got soaked! But not as bad as "it"...good luck getting through!

Lorena said...

Oh. Oh my god.

Screw Rhinebeck, I'M COMING UP NOW! Bringing yarn. And wine. And Valium.