Where's The Storm?
Ok everybody. It is a beutiful saturday morning after the tornados hit, and they did not hit here but there was a good chance that they were going to, so i had to stay downstairs until we were sure they werent going to. It sure did rain though.
Now in case you don't already know, we now live in a new townhouse. Things have settled down a lot. It is a small place, but once we started getting things set up it turned out not to be too bad. I rather like it better than the last place. There is this sense of peace that i feel in this place thati might actually be able to equate with a sense of home. A concept that is completely foreign to me.
The place is not entirely set up yet, there still have to be some things that have yet to be done, like the downstairs has to have the tiles laid and everything, but otherwise, the place looks mighty good.
If i did not tell you about the job thing then i will tell you now (skip this paragraph if you already know). The week after we moved, and a few days before my mom was supposed to start working, she found out that she had no job. it seems that the school she had been working at had had a large budget cut and my mom's position was abolished. Now it wasn't as bad as that because my mom still had her contract and it meant that she was going to get paid, but we did not know where. So for the next week my mom spent her days while me and my brother finished the last of the moving, finding a new job to work at. She found one, but the place did not even have a room. They gave her the auditorium, which still needed to be used for school lunches, so she could not even set up the room for music, which meant that we had a whole lot of teaching stuff that we could do nothing with.
OK, two paragraphs. So sue me. Anyway, it finally got worked out, and my mom gat a room, and then finally got J O Wilson to release her belonging that she had left there when she believed that she had a job next year. So now my mom is at this new school, and i shall have to tell you those fun school tales about stuff like how they have two autism classes but no special Ed classes and fun stuff like that another time. That is a whole new ballgame.
So back to the house. The cat was found. Oh this is a tale alright. The cat apparently, after leaving our house, went into the woods, crossed a large patch of woods, then crossed a three lane highway (three on each side) and found itself in a different developement.
In this new development, there was a family who had seen a couple of strays outside their house and had been leaving food outside so that the cats would not starve. MY cat, goes into the backyard of these people's house and hides under the porch, and then proceedss to steal this food from the other two cats.
This goes on for about a week and a half and my cat decides to explore some more. He walks right into their house, and starts looking around as if he owns the place.
So he was returned to us promptly.
I have more stuff, but i think i will stop for now, which means you probably won't here back from me for a while.
-Nobody
Now in case you don't already know, we now live in a new townhouse. Things have settled down a lot. It is a small place, but once we started getting things set up it turned out not to be too bad. I rather like it better than the last place. There is this sense of peace that i feel in this place thati might actually be able to equate with a sense of home. A concept that is completely foreign to me.
The place is not entirely set up yet, there still have to be some things that have yet to be done, like the downstairs has to have the tiles laid and everything, but otherwise, the place looks mighty good.
If i did not tell you about the job thing then i will tell you now (skip this paragraph if you already know). The week after we moved, and a few days before my mom was supposed to start working, she found out that she had no job. it seems that the school she had been working at had had a large budget cut and my mom's position was abolished. Now it wasn't as bad as that because my mom still had her contract and it meant that she was going to get paid, but we did not know where. So for the next week my mom spent her days while me and my brother finished the last of the moving, finding a new job to work at. She found one, but the place did not even have a room. They gave her the auditorium, which still needed to be used for school lunches, so she could not even set up the room for music, which meant that we had a whole lot of teaching stuff that we could do nothing with.
OK, two paragraphs. So sue me. Anyway, it finally got worked out, and my mom gat a room, and then finally got J O Wilson to release her belonging that she had left there when she believed that she had a job next year. So now my mom is at this new school, and i shall have to tell you those fun school tales about stuff like how they have two autism classes but no special Ed classes and fun stuff like that another time. That is a whole new ballgame.
So back to the house. The cat was found. Oh this is a tale alright. The cat apparently, after leaving our house, went into the woods, crossed a large patch of woods, then crossed a three lane highway (three on each side) and found itself in a different developement.
In this new development, there was a family who had seen a couple of strays outside their house and had been leaving food outside so that the cats would not starve. MY cat, goes into the backyard of these people's house and hides under the porch, and then proceedss to steal this food from the other two cats.
This goes on for about a week and a half and my cat decides to explore some more. He walks right into their house, and starts looking around as if he owns the place.
So he was returned to us promptly.
I have more stuff, but i think i will stop for now, which means you probably won't here back from me for a while.
-Nobody