My house burned down part 2: Electric(alfire) Boogaloo
If you missed this, check out my last entry. My house burned down the day after Christmas.
So we're set up in a hotel across town. It's one of those suite hotels with rooms and a kitchen and multiple bathrooms and such so it's not so bad, but I still have to sleep on the fucking sofa bed in the main room. We did get to bring our dog though! Even though he goes a little crazy in the sort of cramped space. We'll only be here for another week, though, before we move into the rental house we picked out back in Strongsville. Which will be good, because I miss sleeping in a room where I can close and lock the door, or you know, a room at all. Thanks to our family dynamics (two sisters, parents, and me) I'm ALWAYS the one on the fucking sofa bed. D:
Been going around getting a bunch of new stuff to replace our old stuff. Picked out a new coat, hat, gloves, shoes, and so on. Instead of looking like an unwashed hobo in dirty clothes and a borrowed oversized coat, I sort of look better than I actually am what with my new garments. Though still generally unwashed, due to my current wardrobe of one pair jeans, two shirts. It's an odd transformation to undergo in so short a time, perhaps. Hooray for insurance!
Which, yes, is covering all the replacements and remodeling and so on. We're lucky actually, our homeowner's insurance actually got canceled by State Farm a while ago due to the city's shitty plumbing making our basement flood a couple times over, so we switched to Nationwide, and they've been really good about stuff. They had contractors and such over within a few hours of the fire to start clearing and cleaning and such, and have been working on pack-and-clean ever since the fire.
So anyway, we're doing all right, all things considered. I've got even more time to read and play DS games now, at least? And since it's the holidays, at least I've got a bunch of friends here at home so I'm not going insane from boredom and get to see some of my favorite people to keep my mind off of things.
So in short, merry fucking christmas 2007. Judging by the way my christmas seasons have been going for the past couple years, I'm likely to be stabbed to death over Christmas 2008. Woo!
So we're set up in a hotel across town. It's one of those suite hotels with rooms and a kitchen and multiple bathrooms and such so it's not so bad, but I still have to sleep on the fucking sofa bed in the main room. We did get to bring our dog though! Even though he goes a little crazy in the sort of cramped space. We'll only be here for another week, though, before we move into the rental house we picked out back in Strongsville. Which will be good, because I miss sleeping in a room where I can close and lock the door, or you know, a room at all. Thanks to our family dynamics (two sisters, parents, and me) I'm ALWAYS the one on the fucking sofa bed. D:
Been going around getting a bunch of new stuff to replace our old stuff. Picked out a new coat, hat, gloves, shoes, and so on. Instead of looking like an unwashed hobo in dirty clothes and a borrowed oversized coat, I sort of look better than I actually am what with my new garments. Though still generally unwashed, due to my current wardrobe of one pair jeans, two shirts. It's an odd transformation to undergo in so short a time, perhaps. Hooray for insurance!
Which, yes, is covering all the replacements and remodeling and so on. We're lucky actually, our homeowner's insurance actually got canceled by State Farm a while ago due to the city's shitty plumbing making our basement flood a couple times over, so we switched to Nationwide, and they've been really good about stuff. They had contractors and such over within a few hours of the fire to start clearing and cleaning and such, and have been working on pack-and-clean ever since the fire.
So anyway, we're doing all right, all things considered. I've got even more time to read and play DS games now, at least? And since it's the holidays, at least I've got a bunch of friends here at home so I'm not going insane from boredom and get to see some of my favorite people to keep my mind off of things.
So in short, merry fucking christmas 2007. Judging by the way my christmas seasons have been going for the past couple years, I'm likely to be stabbed to death over Christmas 2008. Woo!