I’m taking a break. I am trying not to think about how hopeless this is.
There’s a drain in the basement. Rather than absorbing run-off, it appears to be the source of the flooding. The water table is so high, the water just keeps coming in.
A neighbor and I spent 3 hours pumping and bailing. Then my ex arrived and we worked another 2 hours with the shop vac and various pump set-ups. Eventually we gave up and are now just trying to put things up on shelves or remove entirely anything we can drag out of there. It already stinks to high heaven, and–oh yeah–isn’t covered under my homeowner’s insurance.
Here’s what it looked like after we brought the water level down a few inches. Notice that the sump pump must be immersed in order to work, so it’s a rousing game of Fill The Receptacles and pour, pour, pour to keep things going.
Hey, at least my ex is being really helpful. Possibly because I keep crying.