My New York Travel Jinx struck again. For the NINTH consecutive time, a planned trip to New York City has had to be CANCELLED.
The reason this time: a surprise flood in our basement.
We came home from work to the usual barking dogs…accompanied by…the sound of water running in the house. “Honey,” asked my husband,”do you hear the water?” Yes I did. And I thought maybe the laundry was running? We decided to check the basement’s laundry room before asking the gardener if the sprinklers were running.
I smelt the damp air before I saw the muddy water in rivulets and multiple pools of water. We turned the corner and saw the water pouring from the other side of the basement, streaming past the woodshop and the washing machines, from the sub-basement.
Our basement was flooded!
And so I dialed the plumber, as my husband began to investigate, and as he turned off the water to the house.
Then began the process of throwing out the things ruined by water.
Books that I thought had disappeared, but had been sitting on the floor of the sub-basement…are now…disappearing again. I saw a big 3 ring binder, and opened it up–my health worker notebook from sophomore year in college! It contained my health tip postings, so thoughtfully composed, and now so neatly organized…now covered with mud and water, now slung into the garbage.
The last time we had a flood was in our previous house–and it was a lot more unpleasant, because the water filled from a sewage pipe “explosion” in the street that gushed right into our garage (and again, destroying so many of my documents).
Count my blessings: this time, it’s fresh water from a burst pipe. And I can always try going to New York again.
My question now–WHY is it that I can’t make it out to Manhattan?!