As the day is ending here on Harvey Monday, the water has inched closer to our door, but Harvey’s window of opportunity for invading our house is closing.
We are now officially outside of the “potential track of Harvey” as calculated and published by the National Hurricane Center, and more importantly, we are to the west of it. We needed Harvey to move east; he has obliged us. We are still projected to get up to fifteen more inches of rain. But as long as that fifteen inches comes at more or less the same steady pace it’s been coming at all day, I think enough of it will drain as we go so that the water might reach our porch, but probably wouldn’t get into the house.
One really serious thunderstorm could still get us; but the chance of that keeps shrinking steadily, bit by bit. At this point I think it is likely that we will make it all the way through with a dry house. And since we haven’t yet even lost power, I’d say that would make us one of the luckiest families in the Houston area. Not home free yet, but we can see the front porch light, as it were.
Now I have to start making up for lost time on work projects…
Redneck Peril 