The gods must be crazy and climate change is real
My house, built in 1968 has never been flooded, but was flooded by stormwater last night - twice
I had almost got through 5 hours of cleaning up the first flood by 1am when the second flood came
Another few hours of sweeping ankle deep water coming in the back door straight out of the front door
and then about an hour on hold to get through to the insurance guys - lucky I did hold because I got in near the top of the queue for emergency carpet guys to come - they turned up in a few hours with a giant vacuum and drying fans but took one look, mumbled something about "black water", and immediately commenced ripping out all my wall-to-wall carpets. I spent the day moving furniture out of their way, and the last job has been pulling out all the staples left in the floor boards so we can walk around safely.
The place is a rather damp and smelly - rain is still falling, although gently now and the drains are coping - but the house is structurally okay and we are basically safe, with dry beds, and electricity restored. Now looking forward to the next wave of insurance assessors and contactors and the adventures they will bring
Lucky this is Sydney, with good services, and only a very big storm. I cannot begin to imagine what it must be like having a house torn down by a really serious weather event like the typhoon in the Philippines.
At last I'm trying to unwind - a gin & tonic and a quick chuckle at the latest theist absurdities should get me relaxed enough to settle and sleep.