Water Damage

We spent most of the early morning bailing water out of the sun room with an assortment of towels, mop buckets and a garden hose-powered siphon. The rain was beyond torrential. Driving to Lowe's in the afternoon, I was shocked to see the damage to our local roads. Landscaping was washed into the street, arroyos silted up intersections and even E's work was flooded with three inches of water. What an ungodly mess! On top of that, the plumbing in the bathroom is acting up again. We were flooded (again) over the weekend when the water supply in the main bathroom broke overnight and soaked everything. The worst part is the smell. Sickly sweet, like rest-home rooms and pungent rooibos tea. There must be some secret, unwholesome process involved in constructing particle board bathroom vanities. Blah. Nothing like a reality check via Fox news to make all my problems seem inconsequential. Mopping the floor versus waiting on the roof for a helicopter. I suppose everyone feels the same across the nation. Daily hassles frequently seem all consuming until you connect with others who cope with much worse. It's humbling. I should make more of an effort to appreciate my life on a daily basis.