Living in a Mess

On Easter Sunday, our upstairs neighbor flooded our apartment. In a drunken stupor, he turned on the shower and then passed out. The water started coming through about noon and continued most of the afternoon. I am grateful that none of the furniture or electronics damaged. We spent 4 hours chasing leaks and moving stuff out so that the Carpet Cleaners could put 4 industrial sized fans similar to the one on the right with a dehumidifier in our hallway, office and den. We went from a serene 3 bedroom apartment to a noisy 1 bedroom mess. All the stuff is still strewn about even after a week.LivingMess1 I doubt if we will be able to move back in for another week. LivingMess3So, why am I telling you this?LivingMell2

I simply want you to know that I have not forgotten about you. I would rather be writing than living in a mess. It is difficult to create when faced with the aftermath of a flood. I am having my moments of sadness and doing my best to turn lemons into lemonade by taking this time to clean the clutter. As I clean, I think about my mother and the Pollyanna Glad Books.

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