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Labor Day Flood – A Stinky Post

Labor Day was quite interesting in Northeast Ohio and I can do without this type of interesting.

Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair

Down we plunge to the prison of my mind

Down that path into darkness deep as hell!

Sung by the Phantom in Andrew Lloyd Weber’s The Phantom of the Opera

These lyrics sum up how I felt on Labor Day as my basement flooded again. However, when you get approximately 4 inches of rain, what else can you expect to happen? The storm sewers can’t handle that much rain.

I woke up Monday morning at 7 a.m. and immediately started grumbling about the darkness. Is it really suppose to be THIS dark at 7 a.m. already? I accessed the weather app on my phone and the first thing I see is “Special Weather Statement.” It called for winds over 40 mph and pea-sized hail in this severe storm. I looked at the radar and saw this big red blob moving into my area.

So I sprang out of bed and started making breakfast, getting dressed and checked who the supervisor was on duty as I expected to be in the basement before signing into work. Well I made into work on time and then the clouds burst open and the rain poured down like Niagara Falls.

Everything was well with the basement at break, but while fixing lunch I heard bubbling and knew instantly what had happened. I looked down the stairs and saw water everywhere. Upon going down the steps I found this in the laundry room.

Well the damage was done. Nothing I could do until the rain stopped. So I worked the rest of the day listening to the torrential rain. It was so bad the National Weather Service told people to stay home, if possible. Once it was over I called the insurance company and started the ball rolling on the cleanup.

Besides my basement being turned into a lake, the River Kearns made another appearance in the backyard. The drain opening installed by my neighbor, in his fence, is big but not big enough to handle this amount of water in the gully.

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The River Kearns

The River Kearns has receded but the river bottom is still mushy.

Raking the riverbed on a prior encounter with the River Kearns

There is no correlation between the appearance of the River Kearns and my basement flooding.

This 5 second video was taken about 7:20ish on Monday morning before the deluge began. I did not use a light so you can get a feeling for the blackness. It was like this all of the day. The little bit of white you see in the video is one of the posts for the aluminum awing.

You should be seeing the woods behind my house along with the deck and the white post.

This storm gave me a 2-day break in my work week.

While the restoration company cleaned, I sorted through stuff and pitched a lot.

Trash

But it was emotionally overwhelming finding pictures of Joe and other loved ones who have moved to heaven. I had to walk away a couple of times to take a deep breath and regroup.

The drying out of the basement is almost complete thanks to two industrial strength dehumidifies and a half dozen or so industrial strength fans. Also anti-mold and fungal stuff has been sprayed twice.

A flooded basement is Just the next hurdle to jump. It is a good thing I was great at jumping hurdles in grade school as it prepared me to deal with all the different life situations I’ve encountered. Blessed that God is jumping life’s hurdles with me.

“It is the Lord who goes before you. He will be with you; he will not leave you or forsake you. Do not fear or be dismayed.”
—Deuteronomy 31:8

Coming Attraction: Thursday September 17 – Review of The Powerful Purpose of Introverts by Holley Gerth

Bio: Michele Kearns is the founder and HUG© (Hope Unites Globally) Award-Winner of JoyReturns. She shares her widowhood adventures hoping to inspire widows to move through grief and rebuild their lives. A graduate of Kent State University with a Bachelor’s degree in communications, she’s currently using those skills as a virtual logistics contact center representative for a Fortune 100 company. She’s also managed call center teams, co-facilitated a grief support group, and helped small businesses with various writing assignments. Michele is a bookworm, and a lover of history, music, chocolate, red roses, and golden retrievers. She is also the amateur photographer behind the blog OgleOhio.com

Dear American Worker – I. Believe. In. You.

This post is part of the I.Believe. In. You. series where I write about what I believe in (America, ReadersGodJesus, and Santa). While you are reading and relaxing – I am working.

12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God.

Ecclesiastes 3:12-13

Dear American worker, I. Believe. In. You.

This is your day.

A day to rest, relax and spend time with family and friends at a beach, a backyard barbecue, or a local park’s picnic shelter.

I believe in you because you are not afraid to do the dirty and dangerous work such as steel mill, road construction, electrical lineman etc. You do these jobs because dirty jobs built and keeps America rolling on and on from generation to generation.

I’m a steamroller baby…I’m bound to roll all over you.

I believe you in because you do the thankless repetitive jobs such as waitress, store clerk, fulfillment center worker, and call center representative. You are the foundation of the company. Without you waiting on people, processing t-shirt orders, or answering customers questions, the company would not exist.

I believe in you because your work ethic keeps you faithfully showing up every day, even on the days when you wonder if it is worth it. Deep inside you know that even on the messy days, God is with you.

I believe in you and your willingness to serve others even after a long hard day. You understand that people sometimes need a helping hand after stumbling or falling down. Your job may bring you happiness but volunteering brings you joy.

Rush Limbaugh is not the only one with a golden microphone. 😉

I believe in you because I am one of you.

This non-morning person gets out of bed every day, stumbles across the hall and sits for 8+ hours listening to customers vent and helping delivery drivers find their way.

To all my fellow workers – enjoy your day of rest and relaxation. For tomorrow you rise again to the challenge of toiling at the dirty, routine and dangerous jobs that are the trademark of American exceptionalism.

Thank you for being the backbone of this country and a carrying the weight like a rock. May you always believe in your dreams, stand firm in your beliefs and stand tall and proud.

I. Believe. In. You.

Bio: Michele Kearns is the founder and HUG© (Hope Unites Globally) Award-Winner of JoyReturns. She shares her widowhood adventures hoping to encourage widows to move through grief and rebuild their lives. A graduate of Kent State University with a Bachelor’s degree in communications, she’s used those skills while managing call center teams, co-facilitating a grief support group, and helping small businesses with various writing and administrative assignments. Michele is a bookworm, and a lover of history, chocolate, red roses, and golden retrievers. She is also the amateur photographer behind the blog OgleOhio.com

Movin’ and Groovin’ Mondays: “September” – Earth, Wind and Fire

Not only is it Monday and the start of a new work week, but it is also Labor Day and the start of a new month. Time to kick up the sand on the beach one last time before life gets back to the normal grind of work and school. So kick off those flip-flops and start the day off right dancing on the beach.

I planned this post in May and was hoping to be dancing on the beach this morning, or sometime today, with a new man in my life – but alas, that was not meant to be.

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