Saying yes...

I can empty that basement in 3 seconds! Ok, empty that basement!!

When told by Mr. Flood Restoration that we could salvage our carpet if we acted asap, but that a serious cost would be moving our furniture and stuff (fyi, TV is not stuff!), Grizzled and I responded with a unanimous, "Pffffft!!!" We assured him we could do it ourselves, moving our furniture and "stuff" would be no problem... and it really wasn't.

Was it a mental pain in the ass? Sure. Was it something I'd rather not do during Christmas vacation? Yes. But was it the biggest task?? Hell no!!! We'd gotten emptying our basement down to a fine art! We had turned loading our bathroom and laundry room with the contents of the main room into a game of Tetrus, filling every square inch with the perfect size and shape. Through practice and paring down of goods, we had become, the Indy Pit Crew of emptying our basement.

I'd like to think we've reached perfection and will not be tested again, but I know better, so talk of French drains and regrading continue to fill the air, but in the meantime, we were almost giddy when we took on the task of clearing it out once again. We can do this. We know this. I swear, I think we were both tempted to set a stopwatch...

I Dare YOU!!!! (aka Contest)

Because I'm feeling rather depressed... I know, it was just carpeting, but it was new carpeting. It was one thing I had crossed off my list and now have to deal with again and insurance won't help...

Hey! Get back here! I'm not asking for moolah. I'm not asking for manual labor. I'm merely asking for a laugh.

Yes... that's it. A laugh. Because, as I said, I'm feeling rather depressed. I know, there's more going on in the world than my flooded basement, but still... the past 4 days have sucked and I need a laugh.

I need a side-splitting laugh. I need a "spit coffee out on your computer" laugh. I need a "can't make it to the bathroom" laugh. I need a "laughing like a snorting donkey" laugh. I need a "scare your husband with why he married you" laugh.

So? Can you do it? Can you tell me something that will make me forget that Mother Nature has decided she's the boss of me? Can you relate an incident that will make me forget that even though I may be able to afford some form of replacement flooring, the way the financial markets are going, I may not be able to tomorrow?

Can you make me laugh so hard I shake years of aging off of this tired bod? Hmmmm??? Are you up to the task? You do it most every other day. How about NOW?!?!?! Hmmm? Hmmm???

Pleeeeeeze? If not, Grizzled and I could use some help hauling some really wet carpet out of the basement.

Those who complete the task of making me laugh so hard that I forget for a total of 7 seconds will receive a prize. No... it won't be saturated carpet. Geeesh!

Now come on... make me laugh!

What is this?!?!

I woke up late this morning. It's been really busy lately and last night I gave up the ghost and crashed. When I woke up I was kind of confused, not really sure what day it was, not sure if I needed to get up and then... then I realized there was this odd sensation on my face. Come to think of it, there was this odd presence in the room. Even my hair took notice. What was this??? Was I sick? Did I have a fever? I felt almost sweaty and my hair felt about 3 times bigger than it has for the past few month. I also noticed that I did not feel like someone had shoved cornflakes up my nostrils while I slept.

Aha! It's moisture! It's the return of humidity! It rained ALL day yesterday. It rained overnight. It was still raining a bit this morning. On top of it, it was 55 blessed degrees when I got up. I wiped the sleep from my eyes, looked in the mirror and saw a face that was not feverish, but a face that had been reunited with humidity.

I know I'll be cursing this humidity in a matter of months. I'll be cursing it as my hair starts wrapping like a vine around the nearest support. I'll be cursing it when there is no point to drying off once getting out of the shower. I'll be cursing it when it feels as if we're living in a dog's mouth, but for now... yes, for now, it feels wonderful.

My atmosphere has been rehydrated and all is right with the world.