you know the movie jumanji? yeah, the one where the house is flooded with a ton of water and there is a giant crocodile swimming in there.
that has become the story of our lives.
our apartment flooded. the one downfall of living in the basement... gravity.
i was gone all morning at work while dall was at a golf tournament. luckily the glorious yard lady Lucia heard water running and called my grandparents down the street. she saved the day. or at least prevented our apartment from becoming the next community pool.
as of now, we have sopping rugs, soggy carpet, and fans galore (which are constantly running).
we still have a great view though (which the picture does not do justice). so things are not too dungy around the naulu residence.
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