noah, where's the ark???

rolled out of bed at 7:30 this morning & headed to the potty room (cuz where else does a pregnant lady start her day?) & heard water running. nope, scratch that, pouring. mike & i always leave a box fan on downstairs b/c the basement gets wet when it rains. thinking it had rained a lot & i'd slept so heavy i didn't hear it, i went down expecting the water to be a little high & it to be getting into the box fan. well, there was water in the box fan all right!...4 inches...no way i could have slept through that much rain.
ran back up the stairs..."mike, up NOW!" was all it took for him to jump. hollering "whatsa matter," he followed me while i yelled, "did it rain last night?" i could tell as we got closer to the basement door that he heard it too. a chorus of oh, mans and holy cows followed as he headed down the stairs. he kicked off his slippers and went wading--wishing now i would have had my camera out, but at the time it wasn't as funny as it is now. i stood nervously at the top of the stairs waiting to hear the verdict. i realized that i'd never stopped to pee but thought maybe a pipe had busted & didn't want to flush pee water on my husband's head.
waiting, waiting...he finally hollered back that the water heater busted. it apparently was shooting out the bottom & wide angle spraying from a screw in the side. i stopped real quick to potty so i could flush before the water got turned off and then called the landlord. bless his heart, he was there in 5 minutes--enough time for us both to straighten up a little consider we were wandering around in our sleepwear.
bob (the landlord) went down & surveyed the damage with mike & when he came back up he told me he was going to go find a sump pump. shaking his head he said, "i've heard of hot water heaters busting, but i've never actually seen one." agreeing that i would have been happy to just believe it was a myth i started emptying boxes that mike was bringing up. you see, the thing about our basement is that we knew it leaked when it rains so we keep EVERYTHING in totes...except we had 3-4 boxes that we sat on top of a couple of totes thinking that there was no way water would ever rise high enough to reach them. what we hadn't accounted for was spraying water--lesson learned. of course, the stuff in boxes was mike's computer parts (i know, why wouldn't i put expensive computer parts in totes?) but luckily, although the box was soaked and soggy, the parts weren't damaged. i put them all in individual ziplocks this time & then put all the little baggies in a big baggy...not going to tempt fate twice.
bob came back and he and mike sumped for what seemed like forever while i continued to sort out boxes & throw away stuff. the good news is that some of the boxes needed to be sorted anyways--they had old papers from our college days in them & we'll be glad that we aren't moving them again.
so...this adventure prevented us from making it to church today...something we never do unless we're out of town. called and got my mother-in-law to pitch hit for sunday school nursery--thank-you, Sara--& called and put my family on stand-by for clean-up if the basement was more than i could handle. although the time would have allowed us to make it to church services we decided neither of us could be presentable without showers--least of all my husband who waded through scanky water. so instead, we're headed down to finish up the little bit we have on the new house so we'll be done before board meeting. then off to a family dinner tonight & back home to hopefully a peaceful evening (although tolietless b/c we still won't have water till tomorrow!). pray that the baby lays quietly tonight & doesn't play trampoline on my bladder!