::Forecast was for snow...::
Today is Martin Luther King Jr Day, and I have the day off. No big plans, and since the forecast had called for snow, I thought it would ba good day to stay home and "get things done". That's what I was doing when I heard pounding on my my door. Now usually I don't answer the door at my apartment unless I'm expecting someone, or I sense an urgency. The pounding was urgent and the yelling from the other side of the door indicated the unit below me was flooding, so I decided I better open the door. After I got dressed real quick (hey, it was my day off and I hadn't gotten that far!) that is. I hadn't been to the laundry area since I'd started the machine but I soon noticed the floor was now a small lake. Yikes! I grabbed towels and threw them down, opened up the door, and the maintenace guys were in super fast. In no time, then had the shopvac in and sucking water, and I rushed downstairs to see what was going on in the unit below. Like I said--it rained. It was like a shower in their place just below my washer area. There were firemen there. No fire, but in my neighbor's panic, she called them just in case. My apartment claims it's a faulty part (water level regulator?) to my washing machine--I'm getting a new machine in 2 days!--and that it is not my fault. I really hope not--I feel bad enough as it is! Really no damaged to my place--just the need to run this blower thing for 24 hours to dry my carpet (not very quiet!), but they have a mess below. I helped move some things, but not quite sure how else to help out.
Usually I run my washer at night--I'm glad this was during the day instead so people didn't have to get up and come help then.
Lost my momentum--haven't done much since (except scrapbook!)