The drywall in the basement is coming along slowly, with H. and helpers Erik, Neil, Elliot and Robert - despite the flood resulting from someone unplugging the sump pump, which left the entire basement in water, just barely below the 2x4's holding the drywall off the actual concrete floor... Picture me in the dark (only one light in the basement at the moment) trying to find and plug in extension cords and portable lights (broken) to see the extent of the problem, without electrocuting myself; borrowing a wet-vac and dehumidifiers; Erik and family helping to mop, vac, and haul out the wet boxes of books, stored where I thought they'd be safe... The recently hung drywall and boxes of books, soaking water up from the floor. Huge packages of new insulation, opened just enough to act like sponges, bags of old insulation sopping all over the floor... I was not a happy camper. Enter Hugh, "What's the big deal, Mom? Just finish wet-vac'ing it, and let the dehumidifiers dry it all out." No problem, now that I've found and safely installed light and recruited help... But the neighbours came back for dinner and a good time was had by all. And, the drywall is fine. Phew! H. is planning to teach us to tape the seams, then we'll get a mudder in and move on to paint. I can't wait to have the drywall done, the painting finished and lights on at the flick of a switch. Imagine!
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