Flooded

My third floor’s apartment is flooded. Literally!

I reached home at 8.00 p.m., feeling so exhausted. I have just finished one of the many trainings I have to conduct this month. You know what two days of training can do to me right! I was thinking of soaking my feet in warm water, followed by foot massage. Maybe even rub hot oil all over my body irregardless of the smell and stickiness. That’s how beat and battered I felt even though I didn’t do anything physical except standing and walking around the whole day.

Back to my apartment, I switched the light and proceed to put down my bags only to realize the edge of my carpet is wet. The floor is totally wet. I inspected the window, thinking that maybe I forgot to close it this morning but I discovered it’s locked. The rain must be so heavy and the wind blowing the direction of the window, till water can seep through the window ledge.

The two bedroom doors were closed. I normally left them open cause I like more lights to brighten the living room. I went to one of the room that has become the makeshift store and drying area. One side of the window was wide open and part of the floor was wet. Not to mention the already dried clothes. Well, it is supposed to dry if it didn’t get wet during the rain.

I went to my bedroom and saw one side of the window wide open just like in the other room and my bed is wet. Let me repeat that again, MY BED IS WET!!! I don’t wet the bed. Never have since I don’t have to use the diapers a long time ago. The rain did. Wet the bed that is. The pillows, the book I left on the bed, part of the floor and all of the pillows. I know I have mentioned pillows earlier but I put all my spare pillows on the bed and they’re all wet. I have many extra pillows since friends and family often overnight at my place.

You just can’t imagine how frustrated I felt. I make myself comfortable and went to do the dishes. The kitchen’s fine. Only the two rooms and the living room are affected. I just don’t feel like tackling the problem area at the moment. I cook some rice, lie down on the sofa and called my mom. I felt a little better after talking to her. I did what I can with the soaked pillow, scatter some old newspaper on the floor in the room, wipe the living room floor with a ragged cloth and put Thirsty Hippo at strategic area. I’m gonna need lots and lots of Thirsty Hippo.

I don’t know what I’m gonna do with the bed but I’ll throw it away if I have to. I hope tomorrow’s gonna be a really really hot day. I have just soaked my feet. I’ll give it a massage once I feel like I have the energy. I have three days to recuperate before another round of training back to back next week. Sigh! Who am I kidding? Tomorrow’s working day and there’s no guarantee I’m gonna be sitting the whole day. Double sigh!