Water downstairs, redux

I keep telling myself it could be worse, but when you see that sheen of water on the base­ment floor, you won­der how.

Then you turn on the news and you see Lon­don get­ting bombed* and hur­ri­canes hit­ting far poor­er coun­tries, and you go, “Oh.”

But we lost a tree last night. Pic­tures com­ing soon. (Like once they’re devel­oped. (Yes, I’m that prim­i­tive.))

*No, not again. Not that I know of, any­way.