The Schwartz's vs the Flood

I have a little song, like to hear it...here it goes.  (All you Mormons sing along, you know the tune.)

Oh, the foolish Schwartz built their house on Tipton Crossin'.
The foolish Schwartz built their house on Tipton Crossin'.
The foolish Schwartz built their house on Tipton Crossin'
And the rains came a tumbling down.
Oh the rains came down and the floods came up.
The rains came down and the floods came up.
The rains came down and the floods came up.
And the Schwartz did NOT have flood insurance.

Sorry about the blog hiatus.  We've been dealing with the flood and I haven't been in a fun enough mood to blog it.  But here we go.  I took pictures early in the morning before it got to the highest.  As far as the whole flood goes, we didn't get it nearly as bad as others.  But I am now under the impression, any flood is a bad flood, because of all the work you never think about that goes into recovering from it.

The water actually came up and not in for the most part.  As you know concrete is porous like a sponge. So once our foundation soaked up as much as it could it had no where to go but up.  And up it came.

Here is is coming through the carpet.And through the wood floors.  That was kinda neat.  It bubbled as it came through the cracks between the planks of wood.Mom noticed it in the bathroom first and tried in vain to soak it up.  See the towel she was trying to use.

All in all we had about 2 inches of water in the house.  Once we realized there was nothing we could do we sat in the living room with water up to our ankles and waited for Mom and Dad Schwartz to come and rescue us.  We had to put our dear cat Sophie up in the attic (unfinished second floor) because she was really distressed about the wet floors.  

Luckily because the waters didn't get too high we did not lose things (well, the Wii fit because I forgot to take it up from under the tv stand).  However, 2 inches of water in the house equals 6 inches of ruined dry wall and insulation.  So Chris, his family, and some very wonderful friends have been working every evening after work cutting out the bad stuff and cleaning the wood framing with mold cleaning stuff.

Cutting away the dry wall and insulation.The living room.  We hope the wood floors are fine, we just put them in last summer!

Chris, the mold killer and his tools of the trade.  

See the bubble in the kitchen floor.  We are trying to make ourselves feel better by saying things like "we always wanted a tile floor, now here's our excuse to do it."  But the bad news was when Chris started scraping it up, he found mold underneath it.  So that means we need to take the kitchen cabinets out and kill the mold under them.

So there's my very long story about the Great Flood of 2010.  We're shacking up with Chris's parents for now, until they kick us out I guess.  We are hoping to get the house back in living order soon, but it seems every day we find something new that has to be fixed or ripped out or packed up.  I've got my fingers crossed we can get all this done in about 2 weeks (with a lot of help from family and friends).