Yes, there is weird mold growing on my basement walls. And The Weatherman spent hours wet-vacuuming down there to keep up with the rising water. But I am so grateful that we had relatively little to deal with during and after Irene. Everyone safe. We kept our power. No big trees fell on the house or cars.
A friend of mine is coming over this morning (hopefully she can get through town - as of yesterday, all main roads were closed) to have a hot cup of coffee and get some work done on her laptop. Half the town still doesn't have power and the downtown was apparently under several feet of water by midday yesterday.
Grateful, grateful, grateful. Now to start to making calls and getting on waiting lists to deal with that funky black mold. The whole house smells like mildew.
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