smacky and bucky

Our basement leaks. You know that. I've mentioned it enough times here. It's not like it's a huge finished basement and I've had to tear up carpet every time it happens. No, it's a 1930s basement, a utility room where your furnace, water heater, and washer and dryer hang out. But we're still going to do something about it.

This Thursday and Friday guys are coming to install a French drain. It requires jack-hammering all the way around the perimeter of the floor, installing the drain, cementing everything over, and installing the water barrier on the walls.

It's been scheduled for weeks now, giving me time to get things ready. I had to move everything in the basement that wasn't a major appliance into the middle of the room. I had to haul some bookcases out to the garage. Last night I ran the last load of laundry we'll be able to do until Saturday at the earliest. But a dry basement? Being able to have the washer and dryer on the floor instead of on pallets? Awesome. And it's supposed to freaking pour on Saturday, so we'll be able to test it right away!

The joys of home ownership.