It started AND ended badly...

This day sucked from the moment I opened my eyes. Well, actually before my eyes were all the way open or before I was even completely awake. Heres a timeline:
10:17: (AM) Sound asleep, warm and snuggly in my nice comfy bed next to my honey.
10:18: Phone rings, wakes me up and I scramble out of bed to answer it. I somehow manage to realize that it is my brother before I realize something much more important, and the phone is suddenly second priority to the wet squishy carpet under my feet. For a split second I am HOPING the dog peed in the house, because the alternative is much worse.
10:19: My brain is pretty much fully functional at this point, and I am almost able to focus my eyes. I walk into the kitchen (carpet squishing water up between my toes the entire time), turn on the light, kitchen has water covering part of the floor as well. For the second time since living here, our bedroom and part of the kitchen have flooded after extended periods of rain (except this is twice as bad as the first time).
10:20: I inform my husband about the flooding and set about calling our landlord. Was told the maintenance people were already on the street at another house (it is a huge row of duplexes), and they would come by.
10:22: I get dressed and make breakfast. I also lay a trail of folded up towels so I can kinda walk around the bedroom without really getting my feet wet.
10:30: The landlord himself comes by and brings a big fan, and tells us the guy is coming by with a wet-vac. He also takes a brief look at the ocean (wait, I mean, yard) behind the house before leaving.
10:45ish: Fix-it guy is on phone to someone (other fix-it guy?) explaining how bad our house is flooded. Its worse than the one two doors down. Way worse. (This does not make me happy)
11:00: Fix-it dude and husband are moving EVERYTHING out of our bedroom (including our ginormous queen size bed) and into the living room. Fix-it dude then procedes to rip up the carpet and vacuum the padding with the wet-dry vac which has to be emptied multiple times.
12:35: The hubs and I have to leave for work, dude has fans all set up under the carpet, says will come back at 5:00 to turn the off
10:00 (PM): Come home from work. The house smells like something I can't quite describe. Kind a like mildew, kinda like a wet animal, kinda like wet carpet that has had air forced over it all day, but is still not really dry yet. So, we decide order a pizza, and I face the fact that yeah, we're gonna be sleeping on the futon in the guest room/office.
11:00 (NOW): Pizza's here, I'm gonna eat and play some WoW. Bye.