So. We moved from our apartment on Broadmead to a place off of W. Main in Houston... Seven days later, the W. Main place burned down.
Larra lost her rats, Damon his laptop, I lost 85% of my chemically-produced portfolio work. We lost clothes, bedding, furniture, dishes, and a place to live.
They said that it was electrical and that it started in the attic. We weren't aware that we had an attic!
So now we are battling insurance companies and the owner to get the money that we're owed back.
We moved to a new, new place in Montrose off of Taft, and it is nice. And the landlord lives downstairs. (hopefully) no electrical fires here!
Here are some befores and afters:
And here are all of us..(I'm the strawberry blonde in the black jacket on the left, next to me are Sean, Chelsea, Larra, Chuck - who is turned away, and Damon.) Shaking our fists at the burned down place...
So yeah. That's what's up. It's about time for me to get to work, so if any of you want some pizza or something, stop by the Double Dave's on 59 and Weslayan. I'll hook you up.