She called it a “derecho” or inland hurricane on national TV.
She was right.
The first wave arrived about 4:30 in the afternoon with ominous clouds and heavy rain.
And it never stopped. The weather radio went off all night!
Wave after wave of strong wind, heavy rain and hail.
But thankfully we didn’t get the brunt of it.
We missed the 100 mph wind gusts and tennis ball size hail.
And the tornadoes were all twenty miles north.
Our winds were a measly 60 mph and our hail was only pea sized.
But – oh my the rain! Lots and lots of rain. Five and a half inches of rain.
Walls of rain.
Blinding sheets of rain.
So much rain that we developed a river in the basement.
That river became an ocean.
We quickly moved everything up and away from the water. The wet/dry vac became our best friend.
The guys took two hour shifts all night to stem the tide of water. All night.
And Buddy took the day shift the next day. All day.
But thankfully we didn’t lose anything.
And there was no major damage outside – just a few branches down and some minor hail damage in the garden.
We’re counting our blessings here!
Even the flooded basement has a plus side – my floor has never been so clean!