Been keeping an eye on weather radar since we’re under a flood watch until Saturday afternoon. Got the place dry enough, until I smelled mildew and discovered a cardboard box in the closet that was soaked.
Got the box out to the front porch. Full of old CDs as well as water. I left it on the porch. I hope someone steals it. Meanwhile used towels to clean up the water and put a fan on the spot to further dry it out. Going to buy some Lysol spray for the walls.
Any more tips, your Excellency? Two walls in the closet are concrete but the back wall may be sheet-rock. Not sure. Suppose I should say the death toll so far stands at one. A fellow who was swept from downtown into the river/lake and found floating, drowned. Long way from the rancho happily.
Used to say we don’t get no floods up here in the hills. Forgot about the towel brigade because it hadn’t happened in a few years, ground saturated above us here in the valley. Thought to myself, when it was pouring outside tonight, should get out of bed and check. Didn’t. Getting old.
Until an hour or so after the rain stopped. Stepped into water in the family room, the lowest part of the house. Not quite ankle-deep but has soaked the big rug good. Have been using a wet-vac but it’s slow going. Probably better to let it evaporate under the fans and with the door open.
Until the rain starts up again about noon. Towel brigade and flood vaccing then. Going to call a rug cleaner that picks up and delivers about 8 a.m. to get ahead of the rush maybe. Will update.
UPDATE: Got the rug out for drying and cleaning. Then fought off another flood about 1 pm , until I started losing. Then the storm quit us. Whew.
Have now watched the first episode of the 8th and final season of Game of Thrones. Several times, in fact. Will watch again tomorrow with Bar.
Good to see the old gang again. Wonder how it will all play out. I think they will not drag out the battle but save time for resolutions for all. Shall see.
Sent Mr. Boy his Eastertime chocolate bunny and one for his girlfriend. Got tread milling done for another day. Cleaned out the litter box. Soon off to the lawyer for changes to my will. Thence to UPS to return some clothes for Bar that don’t fit. Finally to H.E.B. for food.
Then nap time!
So an idiot light came on last Sunday on the dashboard just above the temperature gauge and I looked in the manual and it had something to do with the emissions system.
Took it to the Honda dealer this morning and was informed that the other thing I wanted, an inspection to update my registration, was impossible until the emissions system was looked at in three days. I could have a rental but there were 65 cars ahead of me. Sixty-five!
Then I went to show my insurance card to the rental guy and discovered it was out of date. I drove home to print out the updated one. Starting back I got the bright idea to take the CRV to Jiffy Lube when it opened and see if it passed inspection. It did, along with two brake lights replaced, saving me a ticket.
The idiot light, meanwhile, had gone out and not come back on. Saved by the insurance card.
His excellency paid us a visit in which we served him coffee and discussed how much the town has changed in just the past eleven months (traffic is worse) he’s been away, and sundry other points of interest.
He said the rancho sits in what was once a field of scattered limestone quarries when he was coming up here in the Sixties. Now lives in western Colorado taking care of his 80ish parents. Sent his regards to Barbara Ellen who was at work.
The old Assyrian said he’d been in touch with Snoopy to learn that he was visiting the grand kids up on the Lebanon border. Stay safe. Mr. Goon. We shared memories of defunct Austin restaurants like Bean’s and Les Amis. But he finally had to leave: Got to go see a girl, he said, with anticipatory eyebrows.