We're not adopting Blondie, after all. On Thursday morning (we were supposed to pick her up from Lisa's house that evening), Lisa called Bruce to tell him that Blondie had attacked Lisa's dog, Oliver. One of Oliver's ears was damaged badly enough to require surgery. Both Lisa and her mother didn't think we should take in Blondie, in case she attacked our dogs, as well, and Bruce and I agreed.
It's difficult to understand why the attack happened, since Blondie seemed so sweet when we met her on Monday, and she had been living with another dog so it's not like she wasn't used to that. Bruce and I think perhaps it's because she was in heat when Lisa's mother brought her over to Lisa's house on Monday, and after a couple of days she might have begun feeling threatened by Oliver. Whatever the reason, we didn't want to risk having her attack Belle or Beau. She may be better off in a home with no other dogs. She was taken to an animal shelter, and I hope someone sees and adopts her.
Our dining room and kitchen floor will be installed on Wednesday. I'm SO excited about that (because the current linoleum is torn up in many places, thanks to Beau's puppyhood, and looks awful, and the tile will look so pretty), but it's going to be a challenge. The dogs will have to be kept out of that area all day Wednesday and perhaps even Thursday and Friday, while the grout dries (otherwise we'd have dog hair stuck in the drying grout). The door to the backyard is in the dining room, so that means I'll have to take the dogs out the front door and around the house to the side fence to get to the backyard at night and early in the morning when they need to go out/run around. And we'll have to put up one of our doggie fences to block off the kitchen and dining room. However, that's a temporary inconvenience and the end result will definitely be worth it. I'll ask Bruce to take before and after photos. (We should have done that before we had the new kitchen cabinets put in a couple of years ago, but didn't think of it at the time.)
The mould room, as I call it, is very bad for my lungs, so I'm glad we are getting closer to having that redone. Someone will come here next week to pull out the carpet in that room and take away some of the old furniture that has water damage, so that the room can dry out some more before the new carpet is put in. Also, we had a contractor come over yesterday to take measurements - he's going to replace the damaged wall once the room is dry enough. Then all the icky mould will be gone for good. My lungs can't wait!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Certifiable
I think it's official - Bruce and I are crazy. Well, he was crazy to begin with and now I've been caught in the whirlpool.
We have so much going on right now. We:
Because of all that work being done at around the same time, thanks to the mould infestation, we've had a bunch of different people coming and going. People dropping in to tell us what sort of services they offered, different people to take measurements, people to do the actual work ... (Beau and Belle have been delighted, because they, especially Beau, love visitors.) A lot of time has been spent on research and phonecalls, and our lives have been rather chaotic in the last few weeks.
Apparently that wasn't enough for us.
Yesterday, Bruce's co-worker, told him that her mother had rescued a couple of female labradors (one golden, one black) from someone who was apparently somewhat abusive towards them and was trying to get rid of them by dumping them in different neighbourhoods. Bruce has always liked labs, but ever since we've had Beau, Bruce has really, really become a huge fan of the breed. They certainly are very sweet, affectionate dogs. So when he heard about these labs, he became very interested, especially when he saw a photo of the golden one. We went to meet her yesterday and she was adorable. Bruce fell in love with her because she paid him a lot of attention and was cuddling up to him. I've thought for the last year-and-a-half that Beau needs another labrador to play with - he and Belle get on very well but Belle doesn't play like he does, so he doesn't have anyone with whom he can run around and get crazy.
So, despite the fact that we live in a tiny, tiny house that already feels crowded withe the two of us and two dogs, Bruce is ready to trip over yet another dog and we're going to adopt this one. We'll be picking her up on Thursday, so that we'll be at home for a few days before we have to leave the three dogs alone at home while we're at work (both Bruce and I work from home on Fridays).
Oh, and guess what, Ranee? She's going to have a name that begins with the letter B, as well, despite my protests. Bruce wants to name her Blondie.
Wish us luck - I think life is going to get even crazier. We need to sell this house and buy a bigger one!
We have so much going on right now. We:
- just had the air-conditioning/heating system replaced;
- are getting new flooring in the next few weeks (that needs to be done quickly because there's mould on the carpet in one room and we don't want to risk it spreading anywhere else or getting back into the air-conditioning system);
- are going to hire someone to repair some holes in our ceiling (where the old vents used to be) and wall (where Beau ate a chunk of it when he was a puppy);
- need to find someone to replace the closet doors in all the rooms (these don't open or shut well and are heavy as well as constantly coming out of their tracks);
- are getting the siding on our house replaced (hail damage means insurance is paying for most of it).
Because of all that work being done at around the same time, thanks to the mould infestation, we've had a bunch of different people coming and going. People dropping in to tell us what sort of services they offered, different people to take measurements, people to do the actual work ... (Beau and Belle have been delighted, because they, especially Beau, love visitors.) A lot of time has been spent on research and phonecalls, and our lives have been rather chaotic in the last few weeks.
Apparently that wasn't enough for us.
Yesterday, Bruce's co-worker, told him that her mother had rescued a couple of female labradors (one golden, one black) from someone who was apparently somewhat abusive towards them and was trying to get rid of them by dumping them in different neighbourhoods. Bruce has always liked labs, but ever since we've had Beau, Bruce has really, really become a huge fan of the breed. They certainly are very sweet, affectionate dogs. So when he heard about these labs, he became very interested, especially when he saw a photo of the golden one. We went to meet her yesterday and she was adorable. Bruce fell in love with her because she paid him a lot of attention and was cuddling up to him. I've thought for the last year-and-a-half that Beau needs another labrador to play with - he and Belle get on very well but Belle doesn't play like he does, so he doesn't have anyone with whom he can run around and get crazy.
So, despite the fact that we live in a tiny, tiny house that already feels crowded withe the two of us and two dogs, Bruce is ready to trip over yet another dog and we're going to adopt this one. We'll be picking her up on Thursday, so that we'll be at home for a few days before we have to leave the three dogs alone at home while we're at work (both Bruce and I work from home on Fridays).
Oh, and guess what, Ranee? She's going to have a name that begins with the letter B, as well, despite my protests. Bruce wants to name her Blondie.
Wish us luck - I think life is going to get even crazier. We need to sell this house and buy a bigger one!
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Customer Service - the bad and the good
Seven years ago, the HVAC (heating and air-conditioning) unit in this house broke down. This was just seven months after I moved here, and I knew nothing about air-conditioning and heating systems. A company Bruce called came to the house and diagnosed the problem - we needed a new condenser and evaporator coil. They sold us a 2.5 ton unit, and it cost $2,700 (including installation). The house was instantly much cooler than it had been for years, Bruce said, so it seemed worth the price. Last year, our furnace stopped working and we were also informed that the evaporator coil needed replacing. (It was past its warranty by that time, of course.) That cost us another $2,550. So, you'd think that spending over $5,000 on HVAC equipment for this small house would put us in good stead for a long time. You'd be correct if we'd been serviced by reliable companies. Unfortunately, both times, we called people in emergency situations and basically hired the people who answered their phones and showed up. (Hindsight suggests that people who come that quickly might be able to do so because they don't have very many customers - for a reason.)
In the past couple of years, the house has seemed very dusty and dirty to me. Despite the fact that the doors and windows remain closed almost all the time (except when the dogs go out or when it's cool enough outside to enjoy the fresh air), dust seemed to be collecting very quickly on the furniture within hours of me dusting and vacuuming everything. I thought there must be some dirt in our air-conditioning system that just wasn't being caught by the filter (which I was having to replace much more frequently than seemed normal). Several weeks ago, we found a very bad mould build-up around the vent in one of the spare bedrooms that we now use as a junk/storeroom. I never go into that room so I didn't know how bad it was getting until Bruce noticed a dank odour one day and saw what he thought were mould spores on the furniture there. So I decided enough was enough - it was time to get the air ducts cleaned.
I called a duct-cleaning company (didn't know until then that some companies actually specialise in duct cleaning) and set up an appointment. Two guys arrived as scheduled two weeks ago. One of then, Dennis, came up to me after they'd been here for about half-an-hour and told me that our mould situation was really bad (he's been doing this for 20 years and hadn't seen such a bad infestation (I'm using that word because that's what it looked and felt like). Because Dennis was an honest man, he didn't just try to clean the ducts. He knew cleaning it wouldn't get rid of the mould, which would grow back and give us the same problem. He said if we wanted them to still try and clean the ducts, they would, but he recommended getting new ducts put in. And that's not something his company does, which means they were actually giving up a cleaning job that would have made them money. That is why I knew I could trust him - excellent customer service, and I'd now recommend that company to anyone here.
I called the HVAC company that had directed me to these guys (it was only after going through some paperwork the other day that I realised we've used four different HVAC companies in the time I've been here) and asked them to give us a quote for new ducts. The man who came to our house to do that didn't make a very good impression on me, plus he took several days to get back to us with a quote.
Bruce and I decided we should get a second opinion. Best decision ever! I looked up HVAC companies in Snellville online and then checked their rating on the Better Business Bureau website. I found one that had been in business for 22 years and had an A+ rating. Their office was closed (since it was Saturday), so I went to their website and sent them an appointment request, explaining in the "Comment" section what we needed.
Bruce received a call from them on Monday and Joe came to our house on Tuesday afternoon. Joe is an engineer and looked at things no other repairman/salesman in the past and even thought about. The first thing he said, after looking at all the HVAC equipment, was that the company that put in the condensor and evaporator coil in 2002 gave us a unit that was too powerful for this house. We should have had a 1.5 or two ton unit at the most. Because of that, the system was cutting off before it was supposed to and wasn't drawing moisture out of the air. This is what led to the mould build-up, which was made much worse when the junk/storeroom somehow got flooded. (We're not sure when that happened but it was most likely during The Great Flood of September.)
We decided to go with the company Joe worked for, since he seemed so much more knowledgable than any of the other people whose services we've used in the past. Unfortunately, we found out on Thursday that the mould problem was much more serious. When the two HVAC servicemen came out that morning to replace the ducts, they found that the mould was in the furnace/AC unit. That meant that even with new ducts, we wouldn't be rid of the mould problem - it would just grow back because it's in the HVAC system. That, and the wrong size/weight condenser, meant we had to replace the whole HVAC system. Otherwise we'd eventually have the same moisture problem. Since the mould problem has been affecting our health, that was not a risk I wanted to take.
What this means in a nutshell is that we're paying twice what we would have needed to if we'd gone with the correct company in the first place - one with well-trained, well-qualified employees. We're having to spend another $5,000+ that we weren't expecting.
At least we now have a company we can trust - I've told Bruce we're never calling anyone else when we need HVAC service. Even when we move, this company is going to have to come to us wherever we are! They are knowledgable and efficient (and the air in the house already seems much cleaner).
My boss likes to say that I epitomise excellent customer service. I've not really understood why he thinks so highly of the way I respond to requests at work, because it just seems right to want to solve people's problems or get them the information they need as soon as possible. It's what seems like a natural response in me to want to do what I can to help people, and to do a good job - the best job I can. I don't think I'm particularly outstanding. But apparently that desire to please and to do a good job is not inherent in most people, and certainly not in a lot of businesses. That makes no sense to me. Good customer service is what gets you return business. Why wouldn't any company want to have only well-trained staff who do an excellent, reliable job? Why don't more people want to do the best they can? Or is their best just not very good in some cases?
On Bruce's birthday, we stopped at one of his favourite restaurants to get him a steak. We'd decided to take the food home to eat because we were both tired. I wasn't all that hungry and am not particularly fond of that restaurant because of a couple of negative past experiences with food there (including one case of food poisoning), so I only ordered an appetizer (crab-stuffed shrimp). By the time we got home and I had feed the dogs, I was feeling quite hungry and looking forward to some good food. I opened my packed meal to find three tiny prawns (literally shrimps!) and nothing else, apart from some sauce in the box. No crab stuffing. The three prawns looked like someone's leftovers. I was extremely fed up (third bad experience with that restaurant) and hungry by this time, but was too irritated to drive back to the restaurant and demand the actual order. So I just had some cereal for dinner. The next day, the memory of those three shrimp (for which I was charged $5!) was still bugging me, so I went to the restaurant's website and wrote to them about my experience. I wasn't really expecting anything (although Bruce though I might get a coupon for another appetizer) - I just needed to vent.
Two days later, I received an e-mail from manager of that restaurant. He apologised for the mistake (apparently someone packed the wrong order for me) and asked for our address, so that he could send me something in the mail. I sent him a nice reply, thanking him for the apology and said I wouldn't ordinarily have complained but it was the third negative experience at his restaurant. A few days later, I received a meal voucher for that restaurant from the manager - for $25! Later that week (the day I got the bad news about our ducts, that they needed to be replaced, not cleaned), UPS delivered a small package addressed to me. Since I wasn't expecting anything, that in itself was a nice surprise. The box contained some extremely delicious cookies, along with another apology from the restaurant. I was stunned! This was customer service way beyond what I expected. Of course, it was done so that we wouldn't boycott that restaurant (as I had been seriously tempted to do), and I'm sure the current recession is making them take extra care to keep customers happy, but that is exactly the point of good customer service - to ensure your customers return. It worked in this case, and I wish more companies would learn to treat their regular clients or customers like this.
In the past couple of years, the house has seemed very dusty and dirty to me. Despite the fact that the doors and windows remain closed almost all the time (except when the dogs go out or when it's cool enough outside to enjoy the fresh air), dust seemed to be collecting very quickly on the furniture within hours of me dusting and vacuuming everything. I thought there must be some dirt in our air-conditioning system that just wasn't being caught by the filter (which I was having to replace much more frequently than seemed normal). Several weeks ago, we found a very bad mould build-up around the vent in one of the spare bedrooms that we now use as a junk/storeroom. I never go into that room so I didn't know how bad it was getting until Bruce noticed a dank odour one day and saw what he thought were mould spores on the furniture there. So I decided enough was enough - it was time to get the air ducts cleaned.
I called a duct-cleaning company (didn't know until then that some companies actually specialise in duct cleaning) and set up an appointment. Two guys arrived as scheduled two weeks ago. One of then, Dennis, came up to me after they'd been here for about half-an-hour and told me that our mould situation was really bad (he's been doing this for 20 years and hadn't seen such a bad infestation (I'm using that word because that's what it looked and felt like). Because Dennis was an honest man, he didn't just try to clean the ducts. He knew cleaning it wouldn't get rid of the mould, which would grow back and give us the same problem. He said if we wanted them to still try and clean the ducts, they would, but he recommended getting new ducts put in. And that's not something his company does, which means they were actually giving up a cleaning job that would have made them money. That is why I knew I could trust him - excellent customer service, and I'd now recommend that company to anyone here.
I called the HVAC company that had directed me to these guys (it was only after going through some paperwork the other day that I realised we've used four different HVAC companies in the time I've been here) and asked them to give us a quote for new ducts. The man who came to our house to do that didn't make a very good impression on me, plus he took several days to get back to us with a quote.
Bruce and I decided we should get a second opinion. Best decision ever! I looked up HVAC companies in Snellville online and then checked their rating on the Better Business Bureau website. I found one that had been in business for 22 years and had an A+ rating. Their office was closed (since it was Saturday), so I went to their website and sent them an appointment request, explaining in the "Comment" section what we needed.
Bruce received a call from them on Monday and Joe came to our house on Tuesday afternoon. Joe is an engineer and looked at things no other repairman/salesman in the past and even thought about. The first thing he said, after looking at all the HVAC equipment, was that the company that put in the condensor and evaporator coil in 2002 gave us a unit that was too powerful for this house. We should have had a 1.5 or two ton unit at the most. Because of that, the system was cutting off before it was supposed to and wasn't drawing moisture out of the air. This is what led to the mould build-up, which was made much worse when the junk/storeroom somehow got flooded. (We're not sure when that happened but it was most likely during The Great Flood of September.)
We decided to go with the company Joe worked for, since he seemed so much more knowledgable than any of the other people whose services we've used in the past. Unfortunately, we found out on Thursday that the mould problem was much more serious. When the two HVAC servicemen came out that morning to replace the ducts, they found that the mould was in the furnace/AC unit. That meant that even with new ducts, we wouldn't be rid of the mould problem - it would just grow back because it's in the HVAC system. That, and the wrong size/weight condenser, meant we had to replace the whole HVAC system. Otherwise we'd eventually have the same moisture problem. Since the mould problem has been affecting our health, that was not a risk I wanted to take.
What this means in a nutshell is that we're paying twice what we would have needed to if we'd gone with the correct company in the first place - one with well-trained, well-qualified employees. We're having to spend another $5,000+ that we weren't expecting.
At least we now have a company we can trust - I've told Bruce we're never calling anyone else when we need HVAC service. Even when we move, this company is going to have to come to us wherever we are! They are knowledgable and efficient (and the air in the house already seems much cleaner).
My boss likes to say that I epitomise excellent customer service. I've not really understood why he thinks so highly of the way I respond to requests at work, because it just seems right to want to solve people's problems or get them the information they need as soon as possible. It's what seems like a natural response in me to want to do what I can to help people, and to do a good job - the best job I can. I don't think I'm particularly outstanding. But apparently that desire to please and to do a good job is not inherent in most people, and certainly not in a lot of businesses. That makes no sense to me. Good customer service is what gets you return business. Why wouldn't any company want to have only well-trained staff who do an excellent, reliable job? Why don't more people want to do the best they can? Or is their best just not very good in some cases?
On Bruce's birthday, we stopped at one of his favourite restaurants to get him a steak. We'd decided to take the food home to eat because we were both tired. I wasn't all that hungry and am not particularly fond of that restaurant because of a couple of negative past experiences with food there (including one case of food poisoning), so I only ordered an appetizer (crab-stuffed shrimp). By the time we got home and I had feed the dogs, I was feeling quite hungry and looking forward to some good food. I opened my packed meal to find three tiny prawns (literally shrimps!) and nothing else, apart from some sauce in the box. No crab stuffing. The three prawns looked like someone's leftovers. I was extremely fed up (third bad experience with that restaurant) and hungry by this time, but was too irritated to drive back to the restaurant and demand the actual order. So I just had some cereal for dinner. The next day, the memory of those three shrimp (for which I was charged $5!) was still bugging me, so I went to the restaurant's website and wrote to them about my experience. I wasn't really expecting anything (although Bruce though I might get a coupon for another appetizer) - I just needed to vent.
Two days later, I received an e-mail from manager of that restaurant. He apologised for the mistake (apparently someone packed the wrong order for me) and asked for our address, so that he could send me something in the mail. I sent him a nice reply, thanking him for the apology and said I wouldn't ordinarily have complained but it was the third negative experience at his restaurant. A few days later, I received a meal voucher for that restaurant from the manager - for $25! Later that week (the day I got the bad news about our ducts, that they needed to be replaced, not cleaned), UPS delivered a small package addressed to me. Since I wasn't expecting anything, that in itself was a nice surprise. The box contained some extremely delicious cookies, along with another apology from the restaurant. I was stunned! This was customer service way beyond what I expected. Of course, it was done so that we wouldn't boycott that restaurant (as I had been seriously tempted to do), and I'm sure the current recession is making them take extra care to keep customers happy, but that is exactly the point of good customer service - to ensure your customers return. It worked in this case, and I wish more companies would learn to treat their regular clients or customers like this.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
A World Without Books ...
... is a world I can't imagine and wouldn't want to live in. Even though I spend most of my work day reading newspapers and websites, I want - no, need - to spend at least a few minutes (if not more) reading for pleasure.
I get so much from reading books - they feed my imagination, and they make me think, laugh and/or cry. They also cause envy sometimes (over the talent of such amazing writers whom I would love to be like but I don't see myself coming up with the tales they do). All that from something that comes in one pretty package. One of the good things about Bruce being so busy in recent weeks is that I've had plenty of time to read in the car while waiting for him to finish work. I don't go anywhere without a book these days.
I've managed to make my way through quite a few books in the last few months, and will slowly be building a list in case anyone is interested. I've started with a "Currently Reading" list that I'll update as I move down the pile of books beside my bed, and am also going to create a "Recommended Reading" section. Let me know if you have any books you want to add to that list - I am always on the lookout for books to read. Perhaps I'll also add a "Just Finished This, Stay Away!" list if I happen to come across something bad (although that's doubtful, because it has only rarely happened in the past and I'm becoming choosy about what I buy these days).
A couple of books I read in France in July made their way to Singapore, thanks to a certain niece of mine, so if I forget the titles, I hope she'll nudge my memory by leaving them in the comments section.
As far as possible, I'll try to link the titles to either a review of the book or some sort of summary/background, as I have done for the two in my "Currently Reading" list. One of the marvels of the computer age that I intend to make the most of, since I either won't have time to write a review myself or have found someone who can do a much better job.
I will try to get back to borrowing books from the library instead of always buying them, where possible, but buying books has long been my weakness (I buy books the way some people buy shoes). The reason for that is two-fold - I want to have my own little library in my house, filled with my favourites that I can return to at any time, and I want to support the writers I love by purchasing their books instead of only borrowing a copy from a library. I am a huge fan of libraries and don't ever want the world to be without them, but I want to have my own. Even if I borrow a book from a library, I'll probably end up buying a copy for myself if I like it enough.
I get so much from reading books - they feed my imagination, and they make me think, laugh and/or cry. They also cause envy sometimes (over the talent of such amazing writers whom I would love to be like but I don't see myself coming up with the tales they do). All that from something that comes in one pretty package. One of the good things about Bruce being so busy in recent weeks is that I've had plenty of time to read in the car while waiting for him to finish work. I don't go anywhere without a book these days.
I've managed to make my way through quite a few books in the last few months, and will slowly be building a list in case anyone is interested. I've started with a "Currently Reading" list that I'll update as I move down the pile of books beside my bed, and am also going to create a "Recommended Reading" section. Let me know if you have any books you want to add to that list - I am always on the lookout for books to read. Perhaps I'll also add a "Just Finished This, Stay Away!" list if I happen to come across something bad (although that's doubtful, because it has only rarely happened in the past and I'm becoming choosy about what I buy these days).
A couple of books I read in France in July made their way to Singapore, thanks to a certain niece of mine, so if I forget the titles, I hope she'll nudge my memory by leaving them in the comments section.
As far as possible, I'll try to link the titles to either a review of the book or some sort of summary/background, as I have done for the two in my "Currently Reading" list. One of the marvels of the computer age that I intend to make the most of, since I either won't have time to write a review myself or have found someone who can do a much better job.
I will try to get back to borrowing books from the library instead of always buying them, where possible, but buying books has long been my weakness (I buy books the way some people buy shoes). The reason for that is two-fold - I want to have my own little library in my house, filled with my favourites that I can return to at any time, and I want to support the writers I love by purchasing their books instead of only borrowing a copy from a library. I am a huge fan of libraries and don't ever want the world to be without them, but I want to have my own. Even if I borrow a book from a library, I'll probably end up buying a copy for myself if I like it enough.
The Great Flood
September 21st, 2009 was the day of the Great Flood in Georgia.
When we left the house for work that morning, I had no idea how bad things would get by the end of the day. The fact that there was a traffic jam on the highway just a few miles from our house that early in the morning should have been an indication. There was a mudslide on the highway, with only one lane open at that time, and those giving traffic updates on the radio and TV were saying to stay at home and try getting to work later, when the sun was up. So that's what Bruce and I did - turned around and went back home.
I started working from home and decided to just stay at home and work that day, after speaking with my boss, because more and more often, the traffic and weather people were saying to do that. Bruce couldn't, because of the project they were working on in his office, but by the end of the day, he was wishing he had. It took him an hour and a half to get to work that morning, and four-and-a-half-hours to get home. He had tried to stay off the highways because there were quite a few traffic accidents and bad traffic jams, but going on the back roads turned out to be a bad idea as it rained quite heavily several times on Monday and caused floods on so many of those roads that he had to keep turning around or taking detours. At one point, he was only about seven miles from home, I think, but the road he was on goes over the Yellow River at the bottom of a hill and was no longer passable as a result of the heavy rainfall. He finally ended up on the highways he had tried to avoid and got home at about 8:30 that night.
The floods were so bad that some people could not even return to their homes that night - the houses were inaccessible. My intern wasn't able to get to work that morning because the area she lived in was completely cut off by the floods - she was only able to get out on Thursday. There was almost non-stop news coverage on TV that night and the next morning about the damage wrought by the floods - some houses were almost completely covered by flood water. Ironically, in the middle of all that water, one lone house was on fire - it had apparently been struck by lightning. Lots of people had flooded basements, at the very least, if not more - lots of damage to furniture and appliances. I can't even begin to imagine how heartbreaking it must have been to lose so much at one go.
The worst of it is that most houses in Georgia are not covered by flood insurance, because they were not built in flood plains. One man said that he had tried several times to purchase flood insurance but was told he couldn't because it wasn't allowed, as he wasn't in a flood plain. That is one of the most ridiculous things I've heard in a while, and I hope it changes soon. (I'm sure insurance agencies would be fighting that, though, because they would have had to make huge payouts after this flood, if enough affected people had bought flood insurance beforehand.) People should be allowed to buy whatever insurance they want, if they want it and are willing to pay the premium. There is so much nonsensical bureaucracy in this world.
We, thankfully, had no damage. We had a bit of a lake in the backyard at one point that afternoon, but that soon disappeared into the ground.
October is supposed to be a dry month but we've already had more rainy than sunny days in the last two-and-a-half-weeks, I think, and lots of people are now paranoid every time it rains. The sun seems like a stranger these days. Even today, when it was supposed to be sunny, we've only seen clouds and some rain The one good thing about all this rain is that the lakes are now back to full pool, as they call it, after two or more years of drought.
When we left the house for work that morning, I had no idea how bad things would get by the end of the day. The fact that there was a traffic jam on the highway just a few miles from our house that early in the morning should have been an indication. There was a mudslide on the highway, with only one lane open at that time, and those giving traffic updates on the radio and TV were saying to stay at home and try getting to work later, when the sun was up. So that's what Bruce and I did - turned around and went back home.
I started working from home and decided to just stay at home and work that day, after speaking with my boss, because more and more often, the traffic and weather people were saying to do that. Bruce couldn't, because of the project they were working on in his office, but by the end of the day, he was wishing he had. It took him an hour and a half to get to work that morning, and four-and-a-half-hours to get home. He had tried to stay off the highways because there were quite a few traffic accidents and bad traffic jams, but going on the back roads turned out to be a bad idea as it rained quite heavily several times on Monday and caused floods on so many of those roads that he had to keep turning around or taking detours. At one point, he was only about seven miles from home, I think, but the road he was on goes over the Yellow River at the bottom of a hill and was no longer passable as a result of the heavy rainfall. He finally ended up on the highways he had tried to avoid and got home at about 8:30 that night.
The floods were so bad that some people could not even return to their homes that night - the houses were inaccessible. My intern wasn't able to get to work that morning because the area she lived in was completely cut off by the floods - she was only able to get out on Thursday. There was almost non-stop news coverage on TV that night and the next morning about the damage wrought by the floods - some houses were almost completely covered by flood water. Ironically, in the middle of all that water, one lone house was on fire - it had apparently been struck by lightning. Lots of people had flooded basements, at the very least, if not more - lots of damage to furniture and appliances. I can't even begin to imagine how heartbreaking it must have been to lose so much at one go.
The worst of it is that most houses in Georgia are not covered by flood insurance, because they were not built in flood plains. One man said that he had tried several times to purchase flood insurance but was told he couldn't because it wasn't allowed, as he wasn't in a flood plain. That is one of the most ridiculous things I've heard in a while, and I hope it changes soon. (I'm sure insurance agencies would be fighting that, though, because they would have had to make huge payouts after this flood, if enough affected people had bought flood insurance beforehand.) People should be allowed to buy whatever insurance they want, if they want it and are willing to pay the premium. There is so much nonsensical bureaucracy in this world.
We, thankfully, had no damage. We had a bit of a lake in the backyard at one point that afternoon, but that soon disappeared into the ground.
October is supposed to be a dry month but we've already had more rainy than sunny days in the last two-and-a-half-weeks, I think, and lots of people are now paranoid every time it rains. The sun seems like a stranger these days. Even today, when it was supposed to be sunny, we've only seen clouds and some rain The one good thing about all this rain is that the lakes are now back to full pool, as they call it, after two or more years of drought.
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