Our basement drain showed us it's contents yesterday.  Yummy looking thick black sludge with the pleasant aroma of rotten eggs and ... goat butt.  Mmmm.  The sump pump turns on every 45 seconds around the clock.  The dehumidifier is running constantly down there.  My backyard swamp grass is one foot high now and can't be mowed.  Attention rain gods: enough is enough!!!  OK, I guess these problems pale in comparison to what happened in Joplin.  We still have a house that I think is on stable ground, right now, anyway.  This Beatle song has appropriately been on my mind for what seems like days.  Enjoy it, and I hope you are faring better!