Saturday, September 3, 2011
|A yardful of memories, waiting for the trashman.|
|My lovely bedroom|
|My lovely den|
But it was in my house. 38 inches deep in the living room, kitchen, lower bedroom, bath, and den. We'll be gutting it out for days. Drywall and insulation must be ripped out up to 4 ft. The hardwood floor in the den must be ripped up. Fun times over at not-actually-god's.
There are very nice people in this town though and they've banded together to supply all the flood victims with hot meals, all manner of dry and canned foods and other supplies, use of the showers at both local spas, clothing, and volunteer work crews to help with the demolition so many need. A local mom and her 3 cheerful preteen kids showed up to help us rip up our soaked carpeting and padding. She had been flooded out also, but a team showed up at her place the day before to help her and she's paying it forward with us. So we'll all get through it together. If I were god and I were making people, I couldn't make them any better than these. So help Me, Me.
Posted by notactuallygod at 11:00 AM