The Day After

Holy Balls. Our house stinks. Beerman is still in bed from being up all night pumping the water out (I guess there good things do come out of being lazy pack rats - we still had all the pool hoses and a spare sump pump that wasn't "shutting off" so we got a new one). I had to move the mancover in our front yard back on. It had been pushed about 3' from its original spot. And by the way - those things aren't light! I need to get to Urgicare, because this ick I've got isn't improving. In the meantime, I'm off to see who can deliver a dumpster to our house on a Sunday to rid us of the carnage.