The East Coast has (hopefully temporarily) become Seattle and London all in one. It's been raining every day since the end of last week, and we're not talking about a light downpour. We're talking about periods of rain coming down so hard and thick that you can't see through it ("it threw itself down...," as Neil Gaiman would say). The waterfall at the lake across the street looks almost violent, especially compared to the mere trickle that it was early last week. The irony is that we have a water ban in the county due to low water levels. I wonder if that will be lifted once these storms pass through.
And it worries me that the National Archives has flooded. As "America's recordkeepers," shouldn't they have plans in place to prevent that from happening?
The lobby of my condo building has flooded several times in the last few days. This is not unusual. What is unusual is that the condo association is actually doing something about it other than just leaving the front door and the back door open and spraying Febreze everywhere (Lysol would be better, probably). This time, they're actually using those special vacuum thingys to get all the water and dampness out.
And for those of you asking how the frantic condo cleaning went, it's still going on. You wouldn't think a one-bedroom condo would require all that much time and effort, but you would be mistaken. I attribute this lengthy process to the accumulated tasks that were put off over the last few months due to work and travel and exhaustion from work and travel. Nothing like family coming to stay with you to get things in order once and for all.
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