When I last left off we were at the point of sucking a ton of water out of my home. We emptied the shop vac at least 30 times, it holds approximately 20 or 30 gallons, is that crazy or what? This does not include the many towels that we used to sop up and ring out in the kitchen sink. Once we got the water puddles cleaned up we left a message for the insurance company and went back outside to watch the tree crew finish up. The tree crew was amazing nothing was broken and they ground the stumps to the ground. God is truly good to us.
We in the meantime were worried about water setting under the cabinet's and becoming a swamp full of green algae and all manner of stinkiness not to mention leeching into the walls and insulation so we called the contractor that built my studio and Sunday afternoon the guys that did my pegboard were at our house checking the sheet rock and telling us that it was wet. Really ya think. Because we needed to actually talk to our insurance company first, a real live person, we could not do anything yet.
My beloved called the insurance company again on Monday to ask if we could make a claim, of course they told us our deductible and yes we were covered. They said they would have an adjuster call us and come out. Yeah no one called by Monday afternoon and I had the guys come up and open the walls. Needless to say it was hot outside and surprise, surprise the gunk, sortta like with mushrooms, didn't take long to grow. And yes, oh yes Erin is a bit upset over the cutting of her freshly painted walls.
The next morning I went out to the little freezer in the garage and I was almost knocked down by the nasty smell. Super gross my dear internets would be putting it mildly. I cracked the garage door open turned on a fan, closed and locked the door into the house and went to work. I mean what else could I do?
Speaking of work my left hand still in stitches and a half cast of sorts couldn't do much so the brunt fell on my right, which if you remember hurts like a SOB. Fortunately we were kinda slow and it wasn't too bad for a couple of days. Then the right one began to really hurt the more that I one finger typed. My coworker, the one that had the neck surgery, had vacation set for Thursday and Friday. And you know what that meant, we got busy. Which is typical every time she goes on vacation argh!. But that's okay well sort of okay, I did what I could. Driving is extremely difficult, my left hand is no good and my right one with the shooting pains the numbness, well crap it just hurts. Enough whining.
The beautiful new washer and dryer arrived. We can't use them, can't hook them up so they set and collect dust. But they are beautiful.
We played phone tag with the insurance company on Thursday and Friday and in the meantime the laminate flooring buckled and I just knew mold was growing. But at least the weather cooled off and we were able to sleep with the windows open. Then good news it was the weekend and I was to meet Jannie and the whole Funster family. So we went on the trip and forgot about the pain and the growing mold and the stinky house. It was a good weekend.
Too soon I was back at work and by Tuesday I was out of pain pills. My coworker was back and I told her about my problems, but between you and me I think she's really mostly worried about all the vacation she has scheduled for December. I won't delve into my feelings about this but I did postpone my left hand surgery so she could get her neck done. That would be my bad. Now, now my dear internets it was my choice after all. No hard feelings because I know all things are according to God's plans and His time schedule not mine.
Oh the big machines are de-humidifiers and make a lot of noise and are hot. Good news no hide nor hair of brother in law—if work of any kind may be involved he suddenly disappears. Well you know what else could he do? Oh and we are getting to stay at a local hotel, because the house is in such disarray and bla bla bla.
And yes next post it gets, how shall I say better when I really mean worse...
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