No, not the workers. The weather.
We knew it could happen, given the season. We prayed that it would wouldn't, but it did. THe roof is off, and we are in a turbulent weather pattern. Rain started yesterday afternoon. At around two in the morning, there was a thunderstorm which was so intense that it knocked out the power. Micha turned to me in the middle of the night.
"I'm really nervous," he said. He had good reason. There were 6 inches of water in the wine cellar at 7 am this morning.
He bailed out the water this morning, and we removed some of the more valuable bottles of wine. The rain should slow down this afternoon, and we should have two good days before more precipitation arrives.
We are trying to stay calm and and not let this get to us. I keep thinking this is the last time we will have to deal with this, that once the roof is on, life will get easier. We have been fretting about the collapse/flooding of this structure for six years now. We have bailed water and moved stuff around in this building more times than I ever care to remember. I just want it to be right.
And it will be. After this nasty joke from Mother Nature has run its course.