Last year, during the same month, we were one of the habagat casualties. Our walls were severely damaged but it was because the house was already too old and the paint job was quite bad in the first place. After a year of slowly fixing our walls, I was desperately hoping that the flood would spare us this year. I’m on my 31st week of pregnancy and the last thing I need right now is flood water in the house. I am not yet done cleaning and organizing our home and so I can’t afford any major clean up, given the fact that we still don’t have house help yet.
But the weather was still unforgiving after two days of incessant heavy downpour. I woke up at 7 (after only 6 hours of sleep) Tuesday morning to keep an eye on the creek’s water level behind our house. At 7:30 am, the water level was about half a foot lower than my August 21 image. After just 3 hours, the water had risen to more than 2 feet.
Good thing, my father-in-law’s driver was till here to help us move all the stuff to a higher level. About an hour later after the water seeped into our house, the rain stopped for a while so the flood was only about ankle-deep in the kitchen. If only the rain stopped an hour earlier, this probably wouldn’t happen. Anyway, I’m still very grateful the only work that needs to be done is some major floor scrubbing to disinfect the house. Last year’s damage was way, way worse.