So this is the first post I've written a few weeks... yes I have posted some but those we pre written. Basically our lives have been turned upside down and the dust has kind of settled (literally) and I realized I hadn't written anything about it. Before you read on, know that we are all physically safe. Praise God for that. 2 weeks ago on the evening of September 1st I arrived home at 5:45pm to standing, rushing water in our entire downstairs. I was alone with the kids as Jon was on the road for work, due home the next afternoon. I can't even tell you how scary it was... I can hear the sound of the rushing water now and I felt like I was in the twilight zone. I just started screaming.
I ran to where I could hear the water rushing from and that was our powder room. Something was loose and water was flying everywhere at a high pressure and quick speed. Lucy followed me inside and slipped on the water so she was crying, I was crying, and Ford was very confused. Ernie had been home and freaking out the entire time. What a couple of months it's been for him, poor guy. Anyway, I called 911 because I didn't know what else to do and then called Jon. I tried to turn off the water main but it did nothing for the spraying water. Luckily the neighbors had a contractor outside working on cutting their cabinets and he came running over to help me. The culprit? The hose line that connects your toilet to the wall. You have them at each water source... toilets, sinks, dishwasher, fridge. And this one was made out of plastic, thus bursting because of too much pressure and deterioration. Long story short... the firefighters showed up and were absolutely amazing. Thank you A shift at the Lake Travis Fire Department in my neighborhood... I am going to bring you dinner soon. They stayed for 3 hours and used shop vacs to remove as much water as possible. I had neighbors in my house moving furniture upstairs and to their homes. A friend came to get my babies and Ernie, people brought dinner, and Jon finally got back into town about 9pm. An emergency relief company (Blackmon Mooring) sent someone to walk us through this and had a crew show up at 11pm with about 45 fans and dehumidifiers. Our precious hand scraped wood floors were soft and coming up, the walls, the toys, the rugs. We are thanking God that I was only gone for 2.5 hours and not all day or all weekend. We had planned on going to my parents lakehouse the next morning so if it had happened a day later, the damage would have been much much worse. I am also thankful that Thursday mornings our housekeeper comes and I prep the house by picking up everything off of the floor, putting everything away, etc. So my camera, laptop, more toys, ipads, etc were put away and unharmed. We spent a few days at my parents lakehouse and came home to a house that was torn apart. No floors, no baseboards, no doors, tons of dust, etc. We finally had an adjuster out here today (major delay in a contacting company they use... this is day 14 of the flood and pretty ridiculous) but they are amazing and going to take great care of us. We've been staying at a hotel and are going to try to stay at the house for a few days before construction starts... a hotel with 2 kids and no kitchen has not been ideal. It has been crazy, chaos, and very humbling. It could have been a lot worse. God was with us, continues to be with us, and will carry us through. Floors and baseboards can be fixed. I've had my breakdowns, especially since our baby girl could come in as little as 5 weeks, but I am finding joy. We were told that it will take about a month for everything to happen so I have my eyes set on that. Exactly a month from today is my birthday and that would be the greatest gift ever to be back in our house.
So as if I wasn't already the worst blogger ever, I probably won't be posting much while our house and lives are in limbo. The kids are happy and healthy and we are hanging in there! We have had dinner brought to us the past couple of nights and have them next week as well. Our friends and family have been wonderful and I know there will be so many silver linings once we are on the other side of it. And I am ready to be on the other side of it!
I've felt this to be a spiritual attack at times, Satan must hate that we are opening up our home to adoption in the name of the Gospel but my God is bigger than that. The enemy won't win.
Thanks for praying friends!