It has been a week of constant washing off filth and mud brought by Ondoy's onslaught and as per my nephew's comment we are somewhat 80% back to normal.
I agree as our washing machine is still kaput (spin dryer does not want to spin), the electric fan which did not even get submerged won't run (nakikiramay sa spin dryer), we do not have a TV cabinet anymore, the doors are still swelling from all the water that it absorbed and the Civic is still waiting to be towed.
Most of the items though are already in place. We have electricity already and water from the tap is abundant. My cousin changed the electrical outlets and moved it a meter higher than the original. The ref is functioning, the phone lines restored as well as the internet . The what-have-yous that used to be inside the cabinets under the sink were all thrown away (finally)! Some of the displays are already in their racks, wall art hanged and furniture re-arranged. It was a lot of work considering that we had very little water. The first few days we had to make do with collecting water in containers and augment it by lining up to get water at the nearest hydrant. Thanks to my boss who offered to provide cleaning water in carboys we were able to finish up and get back to our modest abode. I tell you, after the water subsided, our place looked like a backyard pottery industry. Mud is in every nook and cranny!
Haaay... during the week that passed we had to stay at my brother's house and although his place is big and definitely better than where we live there is still no place like home. Everyday we would go back to the house, pick-up things, fix holes, wipe off mud , scrub out dirt until we can no longer see what we are cleaning (by candle light lang kasi) and then head back to my brother's place to dine and sleep and then repeat the same routine the next day.
When I look at the people scurrying about in our neighborhood I see their distraught faces. Paranoia has set in such that whenever it rains we look outside from time to time to see if water is rushing in again. During the approach of Pepeng the things that I brought down my mom asked to have it brought up again fearing that flooding will recur. Naman eh! Good thing Pepeng brought manageable amount of rain. A friend though who lives in Pasig until now has flood water inside their house chest-deep. They have opted to live for the mean time at his aunt's. It was tough for many of us but we are still lucky in a lot of ways. Some lost not only their possessions and homes but also their loved ones...
What's next? I heard there is another typhoon coming. Hindi na ba titigil yan???
Haaay... during the week that passed we had to stay at my brother's house and although his place is big and definitely better than where we live there is still no place like home. Everyday we would go back to the house, pick-up things, fix holes, wipe off mud , scrub out dirt until we can no longer see what we are cleaning (by candle light lang kasi) and then head back to my brother's place to dine and sleep and then repeat the same routine the next day.
When I look at the people scurrying about in our neighborhood I see their distraught faces. Paranoia has set in such that whenever it rains we look outside from time to time to see if water is rushing in again. During the approach of Pepeng the things that I brought down my mom asked to have it brought up again fearing that flooding will recur. Naman eh! Good thing Pepeng brought manageable amount of rain. A friend though who lives in Pasig until now has flood water inside their house chest-deep. They have opted to live for the mean time at his aunt's. It was tough for many of us but we are still lucky in a lot of ways. Some lost not only their possessions and homes but also their loved ones...
What's next? I heard there is another typhoon coming. Hindi na ba titigil yan???
