At 6 a.m., it was still raining, I had finished off an entire pot of coffee, worked on a blog post, leafed through a catalog, read several chapters of "Home Safe" by Elizabeth Berg and was trying to decide whether to put on another pot of coffee when I heard it!! The basement sump pump kicked in. That is a bad sign and a good sign. The bad being that water was coming into the basement. The good being that the sump pump was taking it out. The original intent of basements was to keep water out of houses. I keep reminding myself of this when I see trickles of water inching across the basement floor. Although I grew up in a house with a basement (which was haunted and therein lies a story for another time), this is the first basement we've had. Andrew decided early on that we would treat the basement as a basement. No finishing off into living space. And, that was a wise decision.
We had THREE inches of rain in a little over two hours!!
Oh, and the cabinet doors come home tomorrow. I will retake my kitchen. I will cook again.