The Flood

After an exhausting day of traveling and waiting for Nic to be released from immigration we finally made it out of LAX and towards home. Tyler pulled up to our house almost 24 hours after we had left Tassie and I couldn't wait to spend the day with Sabrina  and Tyler having lunch and seeing  a movie, doing laundry, uploading pictures an updating the blog. Unfortunately, our house had other plans...as I approached our front door, I turned to Nic and asked why the sprinklers were on. He looked back confused and as I opened the door and stepped into a puddle of water, my fears were confirmed. I had been having visions of coming home to water pouring out of our house before I left, but didn't really think it was going to happen. I leapt to a dry patch of carpet, ripped off my shoes, and began crying hysterically. Nic immediately ran to the downstairs bathroom, where water was shooting out everywhere, and turned the water off. Then he moved the tv (which thankfully for me didn't get ruined because Nic wanted to move it upstairs before we left and I didn't~so I never would have heard the end of it) and began to asses the damage. I was still a mess on the floor and Tyler just kept hugging me and telling me it was going to be ok. After the boys put towles down to stop the water from creeeping onto the carpet, Tyler began to push water out the door with a broom, Nic used a vacuum from the neighbors to vacuum up the water, while I left messages for our insurance company and called a water cleaning company. Sabrina showed up looking pretty shocked and immediately began to help. This was obviously not the fun day she or Tyler had imagined, but I am so thankful they were there; they both helped out a ton!

A few hours after Tyler and Nic had cleaned up all the water, Service Master showed up. Sabrina, Tyler and I decided we needed to get out of the house for a bit so we went to Islands for lunch, while Nic stayed behind to watch our house get torn apart. We returned back home to a shocking site: all our carpet was torn up, our furniture was all over the place, all the downstairs base molding had been removed, the bottoms of all our cabinets had been torn off and holes had been drilled in them, and blowers and de-humidifiers were everywhere! It was very overwhelming. Nic and I retreated to our room to take a quick nap (we were exhausted!) while the clean-up crew worked. Once they left for the day, we realized it was going to be a long week. Our house was so loud and hot from the blowers, we couldn't really use our kitchen or really anything downstairs. So we basically stayed in our bedroom.