While I was moaning about my visit to the dentist yesterday, my sister Texas's home, with her in it, was hit by a flash flood courtesy of Tropical Storm Hermine.
She had to be rescued via jet ski. She could have died. Everything in her home, from the floors up to a height of four feet, is going to have to be gutted down to the studs and redone. She's looking at weeks, if not months, in a residence hotel while the work is done.
Hang in there, sis. Better times are comin'. And if you need me to come down and help out with the appliance selection*, just give me a call.
*stainless steel. I'm just sayin'.