What's that you say? That doesn't look like it's finished? Okay, so it
was finished. Four years to finish it and four hours (or much, much less) to rip it up. Needless to say we have been trying to take Elder Wirthlin's advice and laugh about it--what else can you do really?
This is the entrance to my laundry room and also the room where the water and more importantly MUD originated. Some something in our main sprinkler line that leads into the house cracked due to pressure or something like that and flooded our basement while we were at church last Sunday. NOT funny, I know, but there are people with worse trials than a messy house I guess so I'm trying to convince myself it's okay.
You probably can't tell what this is but it's a GIANT sink hole in my flower bed next to the offending sprinkler box. Where did all that dirt go you ask? Why in my basement of course!! Thank goodness for cleanup crews!! I have no idea how I would have cleaned all that up! It made me feel really sorry for flood victims who can't just call a cleanup crew and have them show up at their house 30 minutes later and take care of everything. Also, thank goodness for homeowners insurance--they don't cover everything, but they cover the most expensive things and for that I am grateful. It seems that this is my month for being tried to see if I can remain positive no matter how many inconvenient things happen. From kids barfing on the way to dance class, to nasty colds, to locking my keys in the car (stupid, I know, and
all my fault, no kids to blame) to flooded basements and unexpected bills and, worst of all, to BYU getting smashed by TCU (yuck!!)--it's been a lovely month so far, things can only look up right? All I can say is BYU better win on Saturday or I quit!!! (wearing my BYU stuff that is, I can't quit anything else)
What's that you say? That doesn't look like it's finished? Okay, so it was finished. Four years to finish it and four hours (or much, much less) to rip it up. Needless to say we have been trying to take Elder Wirthlin's advice and laugh about it--what else can you do really? 
This is the entrance to my laundry room and also the room where the water and more importantly MUD originated. Some something in our main sprinkler line that leads into the house cracked due to pressure or something like that and flooded our basement while we were at church last Sunday. NOT funny, I know, but there are people with worse trials than a messy house I guess so I'm trying to convince myself it's okay.
You probably can't tell what this is but it's a GIANT sink hole in my flower bed next to the offending sprinkler box. Where did all that dirt go you ask? Why in my basement of course!! Thank goodness for cleanup crews!! I have no idea how I would have cleaned all that up! It made me feel really sorry for flood victims who can't just call a cleanup crew and have them show up at their house 30 minutes later and take care of everything. Also, thank goodness for homeowners insurance--they don't cover everything, but they cover the most expensive things and for that I am grateful. It seems that this is my month for being tried to see if I can remain positive no matter how many inconvenient things happen. From kids barfing on the way to dance class, to nasty colds, to locking my keys in the car (stupid, I know, and all my fault, no kids to blame) to flooded basements and unexpected bills and, worst of all, to BYU getting smashed by TCU (yuck!!)--it's been a lovely month so far, things can only look up right? All I can say is BYU better win on Saturday or I quit!!! (wearing my BYU stuff that is, I can't quit anything else)
7 comments:
Good for you--being so optomistic and all that.
Oh, Tara! (and family!) That's just terrible! I'm so sorry. It IS funny how the old saying "When it rains, it pours" is so true some times. Way to go on being positive about things. What a bummer!
Well, you have a great attitude. Here's something that will make you laugh. At least you don't get set up with really short guys who still live at home and don't know how many siblings they have or really old guys who still have their mom clean their apartment. I'll come clean up your basement any day over that.
Tara, I'm so sorry about your basement. Jim's parents have gone through that twice and so has Viky. I hope this is your only experience with a flooded basement. I'm sure it was a hudge trial especially with your already full plate of responsibilities.
Thanks for posting on my blog. Don't worry about complaining about your basement, you had every right to be upset. That is one big trial!!!!! Best wishes!
oh wow! Well look at it this way you can get excited about having new carpet a second time!! New carpet is always a happy moment!
aw babe i'm sorry. if its any consolation the rest of your basement looks fabulous! sending love your way...i know. don't you wish it was new carpet instead?
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