What is it they say??? ...Life happens. Well it just did in ... In my basement. I woke up to a flooded basement. It had been raining here heavily - daily - for the past few days. No way did I anticipate that it would affect me. I mean, I just bought this house about a year ago. And ... was advised that there was a new sump pump put in place. And ... guaranteed - well that's not exactly the word I want to use, but can't think of the other right now - that water drainage would be no problem.
Ok, wait, I'm digressing, let me go back a day to yesterday, Friday, August 13, 2010.
It's been extremely hot and humid over the past few weeks. So, one day, when I went into the basement, I noticed that the basement "felt" kind of damp-like. So, I decided I had better get a dehumidifier to try and draw the moisture out of the basement.
I woke up to a flooded basement. It had been raining here heavily - daily - for the past few days - but no way did I anticipate that the heavy rains would affect me. I mean, I just bought this house a little over a year ago. And, was advised by the seller that there was a new sump pump put in place. And guaranteed - well that's not exactly the word I want to use, but can't think of the one I want just now.
Ok,wait. Let me go back a day to Friday.
Well, yesterday morning, as I was leaving for work, my daughter-in-law tells me that when she went into the basement and she stepped onto the carpet, the floor "felt" wet. I thought "Great! What timing.", especially since I was going to be looking at dehumidifiers that evening or the next day. You see, it has been extremely hot and humid over the past few weeks. So one day, when I had gone into the basement, I noticed that the basement "felt" kind of damp-like. I decided I had better get a dehumidifier to try and draw the moisture out of the basement.
Well, back to yesterday. I didn't get home until late from work and I was dead tired so I decided to wait until the morning (Saturday) to go to the store. But before I set out to buy a dehumidifier, I figured let me go into the basement and see for myself. You're probably thinking/wondering ... well, I am really not a basement or attic type person. I find those areas of a house to be creepy. And although my basement is partially finished, I still frequent it a little as possible/necessary.
Anyway, I head down the stairs and already I can see footprints in the carpet from where my daughter-in-law must have stepped prior. My heart was already beginning to sink and as I reached the bottom step and put my foot onto the carpet, water rose over my foot and dispair took over. I couldn't think. I felt dumbfounded. I just stood there, feet covered by that water ... in shock.
Mind you, I am new to home ownership. All my life, I've lived in dwellings where there was a landlord or management company; i.e., something went wrong, you gave the landlord or management co. a call and they saw to it that the problem was fixed. So, without a landlord or management company to call, my first thought was not to call my insurance company but rather "What in the heck am I supposed to do to fix this?"
Once brain function restore, I went on line to find someone who could help me with this problem. Still not thinking, mind you to call my insurance company; still thinking this was something I alone had to handle. I've now made a few calls to a couple of service providers and made some appointments.
TO BE CONTINUED
demarys
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