It wasn't until I got home and took a step inside my waterlogged apartment that I started to sober up a bit. Every step was marshy, all the way through the living room to the hall. What the heck was I supposed to do about this? It's not like I can use towels to soak it all up. I did apply this method to the large standing puddle in 1/3 of the kitchen, but it just wasn't effective on the carpet. I called my landlord with no answer, and figured there was actually nothing to be done at all and went to bed.
I called the management office at 8:05 the next morning and told Cathy what had happened and she promised to send some people out. I thought this was probably a good choice as the water still pooled every time you took a step on the carpet. They came out, decided that the carpet needed to be taken out to let the cement dry, and now all of our furniture is piled in the kitchen and bedrooms. Luckily, we don't have anything in the living room except couches and coffee tables, so nothing got damaged. The carpet will be replaced tomorrow (hopefully), and all will be well. It hasn't been that hard to deal with, but at least it's a little bit of excitement. Woohoo!
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