I HAVE A COMPUTER BACK!!! Good thing to...cause this story is to long to type with my thumbs.
So, I get to my house this morning around 8am. The boat was to be hauled away..yippee...sad face... and on my front door knob is a piece of paper. I go and get it and to my shock...and I do mean shock. its a note from my trugreen lawn guy telling me that he came and fertilized my lawn this morning.
Please...someone tell me this is hidden camera! WTF!!!
So, I pick up my cell phone and call tru green. I inform the woman that I am a little perplexed. I had thought that my lawn guy had been doing a fantastic job...up to this point. Dead silence on the other end of the phone. I say, He came out and fertilized my lawn this morning. Did he not notice that my house had BURNED?? Maybe it was hard to miss the giant blue tarps on my roof where the fireman had cut holes. Or perhaps the sheets of plywood covering the entire side of my house, the garage and half of the back of my house were missed. I supposed the 18 foot long burned out boat sitting on the side of my house wasn't a big enough clue either. Maybe his sense of smell is gone after so many years of spraying chemicals that he couldn't smell the charcoal ruins of my house. Maybe he figured the giant orange dumpster in the house was just a new addition. I asked the woman what happened to common sense here. How was it humanly possible for him to miss the half charbroiled pergola. Or better yet...he actually fertilized around the melted lawn furniture that the firemen had tossed into the yard cause it was on FIRE! He also fertilized around my favorite gardening hat which is only half a hat now, but in the middle of the yard.
So, he leaves me a note...telling me that I should water my grass as its yellowing a little. ummmm dude...that's cause my backyard was on FIRE!!! Its not yellowed from lack of water..IT BURNED IN THE FIRE.
I politely informed the woman that I would not be paying for todays application. Smartly she agreed and I suspended my service since we can no longer live there.
I then suggested she speak with the lawn guy on the virtues of plain old COMMON SENSE!
I can't help but wonder...if my entire house had burned to the ground...would have fertilized then too??
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
I have a half a boat for sale....
Since everyone is asking...here is the story of what and how and why...
This morning..at 1:10am we were awoken by someone trying to beat in our door. And I do mean literally beat in our door. Its actually broken and its a steal door. These wonderful boys were in the field across from us doing what wonderful boys do at 1am. :) They were very happy :) Anyway.. Chris ran downstairs and opened the door. I heard the words house fire...I sprang out of fucking bed. Yes I said fucking mom! I ran to C2's room. the closest. Opened the door and held it open as i beat on it with all of my might screaming, 'fire fire, run run, get out get out' then I ran to the boys rooms and did the same thing. Then I ran back to my bedroom and grabbed my glasses and phone (of course). Ran back to the boys room and they were up and running. I ran downstairs and grabbed a dog and threw him outside. Molly, the other dog panicked and ran back into the house, where the wonderfully happy boys were standing. They ran into my burning house and grabbed her and ran out with her. I turned to run back inside to grab my car keys. I didn't want my car to explode. I couldnot get back into the house. in the 20 seconds it took to roust the kids, the house was engulfed in smoke. The smoke detectors were not going off because it was the outside of the house that was on fire. The smoke had just gotten to the inside when we got out. I dont know if they every did go off since we ran across the street.
Cops come screeching up as we are running. We run to them yelling we are out we are out we are out...neighbors...family and kids get them....other house is empty....
Then we stand and watch our house burn. I call my parents. I start the conversation with 'WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE. I need you...my house is on fire. WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE. Dad says, we are on our way.
Then, C1 is supposed to leave for a BS trip. I call SR and say...I am so sorry to wake you...not sure if C1 is going...there is no good way to say this...my house is on fire and all of his gear is inside. I dont know if its on fire because house is on fire. I will let SR know. I call JKF...I need your help...can you come get dogs...they come running...literally...take doggies. Cat is missing...(found two hours later) Bird is alive...brought out by WONDERFUL FIREFIGHTERS!
Boat blows up. It didn't do a big boom...just a giant woosh as the gas ignited. we stand and watch. it became a giant block party as loving friends and family ran to us to see if we are ok.
Fire out..C1's gear is found unscorched. C1 wants to still go...he says what good will he do at home. His stuff smells smokey but so what, it will come home like that anyway. I call SR and she comes and gets him and lets him shower and checks his gear. I dont know if he had money...I'm not sure if it burned. I dont know if he had glasses or shoes. I was thrilled he didn't sleep naked this night. He does sometimes. I dont think he ever will again.!
The G's come and poor mom gives me the biggest hug ever..grabs all the kids, makes sure they are ok..eventually takes all of the kids minus C1 back to their house. Hubby and I hang out...all day..fielding and loving every single person that comes over...well maybe not NH..KIDDING(kinda) Fielding every single phone call...taking to adjusters, ..oh wait..
at 4am, we had to walmart..me in my jammies....FF had gotten clothes for hubby...he was in his underware and t-shirt all night., Thank god they were boxer briefs!. We go to walmart! OMG. It hit me in the underware section. I started to cry trying to pick out underware for C2. I couldn't remember her size! Mgmt at Walmart, THANK YOU. Gave us a $50.00 gift card. We still spent $400.00! Now we have deodorant...underware, socks, shirts, etc.. When they say you are left with the shirt on you back they are not fucking kidding! I know..I said it again.
Back at the house..I start calling dr's to get new meds for the kids. Have to throw the old ones out. take now crazy cat to the vet to be checked and boarded. He's a little nutty right now.
back at house...the love shown buy everyone has overwheled us! something like this is overwhelming as it is. but the amount of people that brought things...water, gatorade, granola bars...I am in a state of shock...
I dont know what to say...I am angry, I am hurt, I am scared. I have worked so hard on my house...and its gone.....yes, I know..its not gone gone...but what I loved the most is gone. My sanctuary is gone...my pergola...my bench, newly redone...my super bargin shopping at Sparrows nest...the 27 bucks I spent there YESTERDAY is gone.
Stupid...I know...we are alive. The pets are alive...the stupid fish are still alive...but damnit...6-8 months before we can move back in...I dont want that...I want my life back..I want yesterday back...I dont want to see the images in my head...the ones, as I run the kids outside of the back of my house engulfed in flames...I want the smell out of my nose...will I ever get the image and unbelieveable grip of fear, of absolute terror that takes my heart and squeezes it until I cant breath...the image of me running the kids out of the house...the sound of my own fists beating on their open doors, screaming...get up get up fire fire run run...i've heard people say that every time they close their eyes they can see it...I am having nightmares with my eyes wide open. How do I get past this...the terror in the kids eyes, i've never seen terror in my kids eyes before....not like this...fear of a spider maybe...but this...this is something I will never forget...
We will move on...we will continue...we will stand tall and get past this...its is what we do...but I will never get the images out of my head...nightmares with my eyes open....
So Bless you all of my friends and neighbors...I love all of you...you are all so special to me, to my family......
That's it..no witty ending..no funny quip...that's it...all I got...welllll...That's not quite all...I, WE, all you you!
OMG! IM BEING SAPPY!! Must go shower....must go eat...run...run while you can...i'm being sappy....arrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhh....
This morning..at 1:10am we were awoken by someone trying to beat in our door. And I do mean literally beat in our door. Its actually broken and its a steal door. These wonderful boys were in the field across from us doing what wonderful boys do at 1am. :) They were very happy :) Anyway.. Chris ran downstairs and opened the door. I heard the words house fire...I sprang out of fucking bed. Yes I said fucking mom! I ran to C2's room. the closest. Opened the door and held it open as i beat on it with all of my might screaming, 'fire fire, run run, get out get out' then I ran to the boys rooms and did the same thing. Then I ran back to my bedroom and grabbed my glasses and phone (of course). Ran back to the boys room and they were up and running. I ran downstairs and grabbed a dog and threw him outside. Molly, the other dog panicked and ran back into the house, where the wonderfully happy boys were standing. They ran into my burning house and grabbed her and ran out with her. I turned to run back inside to grab my car keys. I didn't want my car to explode. I couldnot get back into the house. in the 20 seconds it took to roust the kids, the house was engulfed in smoke. The smoke detectors were not going off because it was the outside of the house that was on fire. The smoke had just gotten to the inside when we got out. I dont know if they every did go off since we ran across the street.
Cops come screeching up as we are running. We run to them yelling we are out we are out we are out...neighbors...family and kids get them....other house is empty....
Then we stand and watch our house burn. I call my parents. I start the conversation with 'WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE. I need you...my house is on fire. WE ARE SAFE WE ARE SAFE. Dad says, we are on our way.
Then, C1 is supposed to leave for a BS trip. I call SR and say...I am so sorry to wake you...not sure if C1 is going...there is no good way to say this...my house is on fire and all of his gear is inside. I dont know if its on fire because house is on fire. I will let SR know. I call JKF...I need your help...can you come get dogs...they come running...literally...take doggies. Cat is missing...(found two hours later) Bird is alive...brought out by WONDERFUL FIREFIGHTERS!
Boat blows up. It didn't do a big boom...just a giant woosh as the gas ignited. we stand and watch. it became a giant block party as loving friends and family ran to us to see if we are ok.
Fire out..C1's gear is found unscorched. C1 wants to still go...he says what good will he do at home. His stuff smells smokey but so what, it will come home like that anyway. I call SR and she comes and gets him and lets him shower and checks his gear. I dont know if he had money...I'm not sure if it burned. I dont know if he had glasses or shoes. I was thrilled he didn't sleep naked this night. He does sometimes. I dont think he ever will again.!
The G's come and poor mom gives me the biggest hug ever..grabs all the kids, makes sure they are ok..eventually takes all of the kids minus C1 back to their house. Hubby and I hang out...all day..fielding and loving every single person that comes over...well maybe not NH..KIDDING(kinda) Fielding every single phone call...taking to adjusters, ..oh wait..
at 4am, we had to walmart..me in my jammies....FF had gotten clothes for hubby...he was in his underware and t-shirt all night., Thank god they were boxer briefs!. We go to walmart! OMG. It hit me in the underware section. I started to cry trying to pick out underware for C2. I couldn't remember her size! Mgmt at Walmart, THANK YOU. Gave us a $50.00 gift card. We still spent $400.00! Now we have deodorant...underware, socks, shirts, etc.. When they say you are left with the shirt on you back they are not fucking kidding! I know..I said it again.
Back at the house..I start calling dr's to get new meds for the kids. Have to throw the old ones out. take now crazy cat to the vet to be checked and boarded. He's a little nutty right now.
back at house...the love shown buy everyone has overwheled us! something like this is overwhelming as it is. but the amount of people that brought things...water, gatorade, granola bars...I am in a state of shock...
I dont know what to say...I am angry, I am hurt, I am scared. I have worked so hard on my house...and its gone.....yes, I know..its not gone gone...but what I loved the most is gone. My sanctuary is gone...my pergola...my bench, newly redone...my super bargin shopping at Sparrows nest...the 27 bucks I spent there YESTERDAY is gone.
Stupid...I know...we are alive. The pets are alive...the stupid fish are still alive...but damnit...6-8 months before we can move back in...I dont want that...I want my life back..I want yesterday back...I dont want to see the images in my head...the ones, as I run the kids outside of the back of my house engulfed in flames...I want the smell out of my nose...will I ever get the image and unbelieveable grip of fear, of absolute terror that takes my heart and squeezes it until I cant breath...the image of me running the kids out of the house...the sound of my own fists beating on their open doors, screaming...get up get up fire fire run run...i've heard people say that every time they close their eyes they can see it...I am having nightmares with my eyes wide open. How do I get past this...the terror in the kids eyes, i've never seen terror in my kids eyes before....not like this...fear of a spider maybe...but this...this is something I will never forget...
We will move on...we will continue...we will stand tall and get past this...its is what we do...but I will never get the images out of my head...nightmares with my eyes open....
So Bless you all of my friends and neighbors...I love all of you...you are all so special to me, to my family......
That's it..no witty ending..no funny quip...that's it...all I got...welllll...That's not quite all...I, WE, all you you!
OMG! IM BEING SAPPY!! Must go shower....must go eat...run...run while you can...i'm being sappy....arrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhh....
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