I Just Want To Cry...

but I won't, because my story is insignificant compared to what other people are dealing with in their lives right now. People are dealing with sickness, grief, loss of a loved one, worrying about money and their jobs. I know that my story pales in comparison, but I still want to share with you my life these last 2 days...I know all the bloggers out there who sew or quilt will understand.
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My sewing room is in our basement. I just recently re organized ALL of my things and I mean ALL of my things. Sewing, crafting, gift wrapping, books, magazines, everything. I even took a few pictures for a blog post. Above that section of our basement, on the first floor of our home is where my 85 year old father lives. He and my mom moved in with us 5 years ago, so I could take care of my mom who was at the end stage of Parkinson's disease. My dad has been by himself now for the past 2 years.
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One of the rooms in my dad's apartment that is over my sewing room is his laundry room (do you see where I'm heading with this story?) Yes, some of you may have guessed it. His washing machine mal-functioned...didn't click over to the next cycle and kept on filling up and up and up and up and over and out of the drum of the washing machine and onto the floor. Just visualize this for a moment...it was RAINING in my sewing room...all over my Bernina, my serger, my laptop, my 8 foot long shelf of hundreds and hundreds of quilt books and magazines. My husband had to cut the carpet into sections and carry it out in a wheel barrow, because it was so saturated with water. Remember my large wall with the peg board system...well each little cup with pins in it or baggie with patterns in it was filled with water. Thankfully all of my fabric was on the other side of the room and not caught in the "storm". Woo Hoo!!
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I am so thankful for my sister who just happened to stop by for a visit around 11:00 am. My husband and I don't get home from work until 5:30. If she didn't stop by that morning, I think you might have seen my Bernina floating down the street!! My sister, my brother-in-law and my husband (who came home from work for a little bit) worked so hard the whole day to get it all cleaned up before I came home from work, because they knew if I saw it the way they did, I would have cried.
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Like I said in the beginning...this story is a minor one in comparison to other things that we have dealt with in our lives over the years. It's something that happened to the "things" that we have. "Things", and they are just that. We hung all my magazines and books on ropes to dry out with the wood stove that has been burning down there. The floor is dry, the furniture is back in place...it's still a big mess, but we just take it one pile of stuff at a time.
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Remember, I am the one who always sees the glass as half "full" and there is always a silver lining. Well guess what? I had just taken Kelsie's Halloween costume upstairs the night before. Yahoooo!! I think if I had to make that dress over again, I would have to be severely medicated or just fly down to Disney World and buy her a real Belle dress. Another saving grace...all of the I Spy swap fabric is upstairs in our office, safe and sound. Thank God.
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I have pictures to share at some point, but they are still too disturbing for my to even look at...oh my gosh, the disorganization is killing me.
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Sorry, I haven't replied to any comments these past 2 days, but I know you understand. I'll be back soon and ready to blog again in no time.

Take care,
~Karen~