Boston (and Portsmouth, NH) got some heavy, heavy rain today. I got home and couldn't open the gate into the patio because so much gravel had been swept inside the patio. Kent had to come out and move gravel just so I could get in.
He said it was his turn today to see the lower level of the patio start to fill up and then yell "No, no!" at the water. The drain (which is by our door) had clogged with leaves and seeds and stuff so he had to clear it out three or four times so the water wouldn't back up over our door thresh hold.
I asked him if he really did yell no and he admitted he did.
If we flood again, I swear I'm just packing up the car and we are moving to NH.
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