It's been touch-and-go for the past 24 hours, but I think *hopes once more for good measure* we're alright on Chris' truck. You see, it was a lovely weekend and we did a lot of work: a couple of truckloads of mulch and hauling lumber for the construction of a low fence around our A/C units. Being such a lovely weekend, we enjoyed open windows and sunroofs with much vigor. More the latter than the former.
Chris stayed home from work yesterday in an allergy funk and instead worked at home on his current contracting job (which is a headache in itself, honestly, but another story for another time and not really mine to tell anyway). Of course, like the rest of the East Coast, we were bombarded with crazy winds and horrible storms yesterday. Some of said storms were supposedly tornadoes, but I don't know that one came near us. I stood in the office window at around 2:20pm watching hurricane-like winds and rain whip around the house with incredible force. I kept waiting for one of our trees to snap, but they just bent to and fro like rubber bands. It was sort of zen, thinking about various Eastern philosophies of being flexible like bamboo instead of rigid like... something else. I don't know.
What I do know is that all day long as Chris and I enjoyed the thunderstorms rolling through (because really, they were quite enjoyable), neither of us once thought about the possibility that we might have forgotten to close the sunroof on his brand new, three week old truck. Not for a second.
Yeah, D'OOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!! doesn't even begin to cover it. By the time he tried to leave to go to the grocery while Jonah and I were at a play date across the street, he found about 2 inches of water standing in his cup holders in the center console and presumably a comparable amount in all the leather upholstery and the floorboards and the electronics and everything else. *CHAGRINED!*
Since he had a long distance crisis on his hands, dealing with this asshat that he's writing an app for (see previous comment about another headache in itself), I had him pull it as far into the garage as he could manage (since it's full of aforementioned lumber right now, among all the other things it's normally full of) and we went at all the hard surfaces with towels and I started in with the shop vac to try to pull out as much moisture as I could from all the soft surfaces. He pulled things apart, opened things up and left all the doors open to try to air it out. He cranked it up and left the heaters on full blast, which really did a fantastic job of drying stuff out, actually. Who knew heated seats would come in handy in Tennessee?!
He left it home today for me to open up in the sun and breeze and finally, it seems to be dried completely. I mean, I propped up the edges of the carpet on the floors to help air out underneath of them and everything! It seems to be all good, but we'll still probably air it out more and he stuck a container of Damprid in there.
Lesson learned: Check all windows, including sunroofs, before exiting the vehicle and never, ever leave them open, no matter what the weather. Chances are you'll forget to go back and close them later and you just don't want to have to deal with this sort of thing. Really, you don't! We've done this on my Forester once too, but that's a MUCH bigger sunroof, though I believe it was a much smaller storm and the car was not three freakin' weeks old!