I checked the basement before we started to settle in for the evening. The sump pump pit was filled to the top. At that point it was raining buckets so it was just a matter of time before the water overtook the floor. We started a secondary pump which we had in the sump pit to help combat the threat. By the time we went to bed, the water was already rising. Ross was a bit upset. I told him there was nothing more we could do but ride it out.
I woke early and went to check the basement. The water was ankle deep at this point. The furnace had kicked on and was blowing moist air throughout the house which was fogging the windows from the inside. The water was just at the base of the furnace at this point but was over the motor of the water heater. I shut both the furnace and the hot water heater off. Ross got to spend most of the day without any heat. A tech came out later in the day and cleared us operating the furnace. We still do not have hot water as he said that we should wait till the water was completely gone and the motor had time to dry out before we turned it on. That means we could be without hot water all week. Ross is boiling water on the stove right now so that we can get baths. He called himself my pioneer husband.
Besides the tech, Ross also had the local, volunteer firemen come over and pump most of the water out of the basement. It was very nice of them to do that (I am secretly fretting that a bill will soon follow). At most it looks like we had six+ inches of water. The guys mentioned to Ross that at their next stop the people had four feet of water; that's the shallow end of a swimming pool! It's a nice reminder that even our most troubling times could be worse.
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