We desperately need rain.
The whole of Queensland needs rain.
But our shop doesn't need any more rain!!
I've spent the day in the back bedroom attempting to clear out some boxes that we've had stored in another bedroom for ten years. It's been a journey back in time with some interesting memories triggered.
I was brutal and culled so much paperwork and old photos and jewellery and old purses and birthday/christmas cards from years ago. I stood at the shredder for ages shredding old bank accounts, pay slips (and we all know how many decades ago payslips ceased to be a thing), work reports and assessments, tax notices, superannuation papers, medical certificates and return to work plans.
The list goes on and on.
It took a long time because the stoopid shredder overheated every 5 minutes and needed to rest for 10 minutes before it would work again.
I did this through a wet, windy stormy day.
This evening, just before dinner, Adoring Husband suggested that he go check the shop. We were told when we first moved in, that there was a problem in the ceiling during heavy rain, but nobody knew where it was coming from.
Well, tonight, there was no problem where they initially pointed it out that day.
But every outer wall was leaking from either the ceiling down the walls or through the floor under the walls. It's a disaster, but luckily we got to it before any stock or furniture was damaged and I lay towels where it was leaking the heaviest, so now that the rain has stopped, there shouldn't be any further problems.
I'll be straight into the real estate office tomorrow morning to make sure they get someone out to do something about it quickly.
... and this was after I inspected the damage!
Now it's almost 11pm and I need sleep. It's been a big day with emotional memories and stressful water problems. I'll have to mop up the mess tomorrow.
Nite all.
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