Ankle-deep!

The Northeast has just been hit with record-setting rain. This is on top of the record-setting rain we had last week, which was on top of the record-setting snow we had all winter. Between all these records, the ground can't hold any more water, so where does it all go? Into my basement, of course. Hairyman's guitars and amps had to be rescued, and everything else is ruined. Today he went in search of a pump, but there were none to be had for love nor money at any of the hardware stores. Yet, he is pumping the basement right now. How, you ask? Well, my husband is extremely brilliant. There were no pumps available at hardware stores, but there were fish pond pumps at the feed store. Worked like a charm, better than the regular kind even. Our stuff is still ruined, but at least the house won't float away, and they are only things. We're OK, and that's all that matters.