The first half of this holiday weekend almost 10 inches of rain fell on San Antonio in a little more than 24 hours. As you can imagine, this created some problems! Fortunately, after a flood in 1998 in which 11 people died, the city invested in some flood control building. Still, intersections, culverts, even part of the interstate up to Austin flooded. Two or three people died. I did as the mayor asked/demanded/pleaded and stayed off the roads. The people who died, died in their cars. Do not try to drive through flooded intersections.
I live on a hill, and simply stayed home. But it turns out that hill runs a bit toward my house, and an extension to the house built by the original owners did not pay attention to the grade. I learned this when I walked, barefoot as usual, into that room and the water in the carpet squished up over my toes. That room is my studio. It has my knitting stash and books and magazines. The tapestry looms, books and yarns. The fabric that I have accumulated in my recent sewing frenzy. Even some needlepoint, the ironing board, two worktables, and the papers for my nascent indexing service. Oops.
I am in fact lucky. I soaked up what I could with towels. I tossed some of the indexing papers. Two of the books are a bit soggy. None of the yarn was anywhere near the water. I think it might only be the carpet that is a dead loss, and I hated it anyway. I don't like wall-to-wall carpet, and a fiber studio is the last place that should have it anyway.
So, I have been spending the last two days ferrying things out of the studio, and making room for all the stuff in other rooms. I have more room than I need in this house, and amazingly a lot of empty storage, so bit by bit I am converting underused or unused spaces. The fabric is now in the guest room, as is some of the spinning stuff, though I think all the spinning stuff will go to the den, where the wheel now lives. The two work tables will end up in the (unused) study/3rd bedroom. It might be tight in there, but should be doable. The bookcases will eventually end up in there too, if possible. I am in the middle of moving the tapestry weaving yarns into the den as well. All this though has required that I tidy/organize/move abandoned piles of nonsense, some of it there since I moved here. So it is a lot of work. Knowing myself, and being able to work as I want (no one pushing or pulling) I am doing the work bit by bit, taking breaks frequently, sitting down to write to folks or to knit. That way I don't get stressed, overwhelmed and upset. Fortunately, this happened over a three-day weekend, so i have the time to do this. Tomorrow morning first thing I will call a water-damage clean-up company, and see if they will rip out the carpet for me, and do whatever is needed to make sure the subflooring (if there is any) is not moldy. Then it will be time for a new floor -- something inexpensive.
We needed the rain. The aquifer needed the water. But maybe not all at once.