Mark is safely retrieved from the Train Station of Chaos and Doom (i.e. chock-full of holiday travelers, in the pouring rain…), and we are headed out at quarter till OMG tomorrow for California, and a full dose of family on both sides. Plus pie.
Lots of pie.
My basement doesn’t appear to have leaked any more after I went outside and shifted the little downspout-catchment device in the driveway. And, as I mentioned, there’s nothing on the wet part of the floor of the basement except a couple of empty boxes, so nothing was damaged (though I am mindful of Toxic Predatory Sentient Mold and moved most of the easier-to-reach boxes away too). But. Something to be dealt with.
Later.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! (Well, every-USian-one anyway.) I’m taking the computer, but I have no idea how often I will actually look at it. Back on Saturday, perhaps. Criada will be minding the nest while I’m gone. Maybe, if we’re lucky, we might even get to see her. 🙂