Ingenuity (to use one of my company's catch-words) and compromise. Ingenuity--using the pump from my terrarium to sloppily bail a couple gallons of water out of the closet and not do so much with the turkey baster. Compromise--I'm done. I'm tearing up the padding and carpet section by section and throwing it out. I'd rather live in a room with no carpet and a hideous paint-&-glue splattered concrete floor than keep putting myself through this all the time.
City water! That means I can flush the toilet and take a shower and not have to see the same water flood back at me, unlike the septic days.
The fact that despite all that wretched upheaval, I got to get through a chapter of book 2 editing and get the initial group of PDFs constructed.
That I'm finally getting to bed around bedtime and sleeping better after the mess of Daylight Savings.
Lovely progress with my 'objects of power' essay, and getting the 'Inspirations pt 2' one edited and ready.
Annnnnd--it's payday Friday!