Still recovering

from our teeny-tiny Katrina.

The curbsides are covered with duct-taped rolls of carpeting torn out of basements. There are HUGE piles of trash and soggy furniture. The town is doing bulk garbage pick up for free--usually they charge $20 a load.

On Sunday, a fire truck stopped by and pumped out the next door neighbor's basement . . .I didn't know they'd offered that service, but most of the people in town do, apparently. I'm still passing the trucks everywhere--the fire guys and home owners watching water gush out of a hose into the gutter. The official stand-around-and-drink-coffee fire guy (the one assigned to watch the others work) at the neighbor's house said the five stations in town had done over 400 houses. It's probably more than 500 by now.

After making sure there's nothing valuable, we're tossing the boxes that got soaked. I don't even want to know what was in them. I don't want to feel bad about the old baby clothes and other stuff that's gone.

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  1. ((((((((hugs)))))))))
    It's awful to lose things like that - mother nature isn't very motherly, is she?
    I hope the sun is shining now -

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  2. We really didn't lose anything important. In fact it probably is for the best not to hold onto so much STUFF.

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  3. It's still gotta be awful dealing with the mess and ick. Great big HUGS to you.

    Seeing this happening to so many people all at once makes me want to clean out my entire house--get rid of all that meaningless clutter. It probably won't happen, but it is a good idea.

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