Some things certainly put events into perspective.
A fire, a lost home, a new neighbourhood we aren’t loving, tension because of all of it, financial worries…
Nothing; immaterial when compared to utter tragedy.
Hug your babies. Hold them close, and thank God for them.
I’m piggy-backing (The Man pointedly says “stealing”) someone else’s wifi, but I’m not a scoundrel, so this will be very quick indeed.
We’re in the new house. It’s great. It’s chaotic. The entire contents were moved in in less than three hours, but considering it wasn’t packed properly, with care and organization, it’s a mess. We have found all the parts to the stereo, though, and the kitchen is more or less organized, so things continue to improve.
Cable guy should be here on Saturday, so until then, I’ll be scarce. Tomorrow promises a long walk to a friend’s house to grab some mail, some grocery shopping (all our perishables and edibles were left behind, so we have literally nothing) and then, surprise! more unpacking.
I hope to post again soon with pictures and fun.
Keep on keepin’ on.
Looks like we have the condo we saw on Wednesday. We still have to meet with the property manager, but his assistant who showed us the place is confident we have it. Hopefully, we’ll sign the lease and get the keys tomorrow morning, and have our things moved in by the evening.
Our contents are all retrieved, and need absolutely no special cleaning. I viewed the contents, and opened a bag of bedding (the bedroom is the room most likely to have gotten smokey) and all I smelled was home. No smoke at all. So no delay and no additional costs.
It’s been a very good day. 🙂
Very quick update on what’s happening here. The contents of the house were removed yesterday, and in about an hour we’ll be going to see it all and find out about what will be entailed to clean it. We may be able to just launder everything ourselves, since there is no real smoke damage or soot.
We’ve put an application in on another townhouse condo for rent. It’s near Little Italy and on a quiet residential side-street, with a home recording studio where The Man and I recorded our friend’s album just this past winter. The guy who owns the studio has two small children, so Peanut may be able to make some friends.
We’re feeling hopeful, which is a massive step up from how we had been feeling only Tuesday. We know that things will work out.