You know, the stuff that even though you do feel it's unfortunate, hey, guess what....We told you so....
When my neighbors bought the property next door and started building their house, the general look of people passing by on the street was
along with comments of...."is that a (hesitation in even saying the word) BASEMENT you're digging there?" Small children in their strollers would say "Daddy, what's that funny man doing? What? A basement? Holy crap!"
Neighbors all around warned them. Telling true stories of water tables, limestone, clay, the demons that dwelt just under the surface.
Despite having a big back yard in which to build the shed that everyone has on their property, they dug a basement. It filled as they dug. They pumped, and dug, it flooded, they dug and pumped, many times. They were convinced they tamed Mother Nature.
They now have 2 children, and in the space where the shed should have gone is a man made "fort" that no respectable child would play in. The ladder is at a 45 degree angle for Christ's sake.
We have had 7" of rain in the last 5 days, and 20" since May 1.
Husband stayed home from work today, as he's had to do in the past, for someone to come out and replace their pump. Which has happened in the past more than once.
Rain. Good for the drought. Bad for basements.
At least this isn't Houston, right Edgar?