Not amused

As far as solutions go, the plastics I have covering the couch have failed. Harley loves them more than she loves me. She hides in, plays with and sleeps on them.

As far as solutions go, the socks we filled with clumping cat litter to soak up some of the water coming in the basement have succeeded. Mostly. There is still water coming in at a slow and steady pace but the socks are keeping the water from coming in at more spots then one.

I cleaned the garage.
Vacuumed water.
Did laundry.
Vacuumed water.
Cleaned the bikes.
Vacuumed water.
Cleaned the birdbath.
Vacuumed water.

My hands look like they are 136 years old.