A corner of the basement had a small flood, and I spent a long time mopping it up yesterday. It is still raining, but the water is no longer leaking in. I’m pretty sure it was from a bunch of ice that was frozen over that side of the house — it looked like a waterfall, encasing the garden hose and wall behind it, and I had to kick and break loose the trash cans, which were frozen into it. The sudden warm temperature melted all that ice at once, and it got into the basement.

What I am thankful for is that I actually had a big string mop to use. Not something I ordinarily buy, but I was getting ready to do major cleaning of the basement, and the floor needs a serious washing. So I had this big mop with a twister thing that wrings it out.

My life is exciting.