On the Sober Bus.
I have missed all of you. Internet was very spotty for the last month or so as we were out of town in often remote locations.
Very busy here, cleaning up from the devastating Ian. Meeting with contractors, insurance adjusters - none of whom agree with each other, all of whom strictly adhere their opinions. Who to believe????
Gratefully, everyone I know is alive, although to greatly varying degrees of ‘well’; two lost their home; two lost a good portion of theirs.
The name “Ian” will never be spoken without thoughts of the horrid devastation experienced by those only miles from us. Although (according to the reports of our neighbors) alligators and schools of fish swam in the 4’ of water which inundated our streets and nearly reached our homes, roof tiles flew off roofs and slammed into nearby homes during the deafening, sustained winds of 135 mph, lanai cages broke like twigs, screen doors flew like feathers and landed in places yet to be discovered, trees twisted and fell, we were among the fortunate ones and can count our blessings that we still have a livable home, although a wee bit worse for the wear and in exponentially better shape than some just a few miles away. The sights are gut-wrenching and heart breaking.