You know, when I was thinking to myself about this, my initial thought was “It’s like *MOSES* and the Flood!” And then I realized . . . wait. That was Noah. Not Moses.
The other day, I was calmly walking over to the window ledge in my basement room when I noticed that my foot went “squish” on the carpet. Oh, I knew that sound and feeling alright. When I first moved into the room in August of last year, the first thing I noticed was wet carpet. They had to take out the carpet, dry it out, and replace the carpet and padding. Luckily, it was summertime, I was away for the weekend, and I didn’t have a lot of really pressing matters there in College Park.
Fast forward almost a year. There hasn’t been any further flooding, but there really hadn’t been any heavy rain since then. The corner of my room was pretty wet. I e-mailed my landlady and she had ServPro come while I was at class and work (she was there to meet them). They set up two very large industrial fans, pushed my bed aside so that you can’t walk around the tiny room, and took out a piece of the wall. Basically, the room is not liveable. I decided to hell with it; I’m going home for the weekend. So I packed up and brought home a load of stuff since I’m moving back home for the summer once I graduate in two weeks. This brings up a whole new realm of aggravation that I don’t need. I’m hoping it can all work out for the best.
Just for fun, here are some pictures of the current state of my room:
