Day 20 -- Fl**d

We went to the cabin for Memorial Day weekend. When we got back it was raining....in the front room....and in the dining room.....and of course in the office where all of our stuff was stored. There was even water on the ceiling in the basement. I just stood there with my hand over my mouth like a sack of meat with mittens. Then I started to bawl. By the time the construction crew got there to help clean up. I was almost hysterical. Yeah....it is that bad. Here's what the front room ceiling looked like --- oh, btw, check out our new canned lighting that is a moot point now. Here's also a picture of the floor after we started frantically trying to mop up.

Here's what the dining room looked like when we walked in:
Check out the light in the office, yes, that's water:

Beauen and James were here until 11 o'clock last night getting it all under control. We went to visit family today and came back to the front room ceiling totally collapsed.

Since it's dangerous for the ceiling to even be up there anymore, they had to rip it down. Here's what it looks like as of this moment.

So, the crown moulding...shot. The hardwood floors...shot. I am still amazed that more stuff that was stored in the office wasn't damaged. A couple paintings and books are irrepairable, but other than that, we were really lucky as far as damage to our belongings goes. Brian and I are both still slipping into catatonic-like stares every once in a while. I think I'm going to send him out tomorrow to pick out a copy of "The Money Pit". If I don't start laughing soon, I think I might cry again. The DAYT guys keep telling us that they will make it right, that it will be like a new house, that we're getting two floors for the price of one. It doesn't really make me feel that much better.

If there was any progress made over the last few days, it's hard for me to see it through the mess. But here's the new wall for the stairway and the subflooring is starting to go down.

I'd rather have a roof.