psa on life
Hi. Some of you may already know this, but three weeks ago (19.9.2020) my home was destroyed in a house fire that started from inside the chimney. The house was destroyed beyond saving, and while the fire didn’t make it inside my part of the house, I lost all my furniture and most of my other stuff, including all electronics to water and smoke damages.
We weren’t home at the time of the fire, instead visiting a friend in another city, so me and my dog are fine. No one else died in the fire either, which is all one can hope for in a situation like this.
For the first week I was in shock, and since then I’ve been in survival mode, not giving in to the emotions that sometimes push to the surface. Things need to be done and I don’t have the capability to do them if I let this wall crumble.
We now have a new flat. I’m in the process of wranging the insurance stuff and getting new furniture. So far I only have a bed and a couple of chairs, but hopefully I’ll get at least one table sometime during this week. It’ll make eating n stuff much easier.
Naturally I haven’t been around due to this. I was looking forward to start getting back into the Mclennon fandom after my burnout from the spring, but now it seems that that will be postponed a little. For that I apologise.
I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to get back to speed. Currently I’m going through grief over losing my home, and severe fatigue for having to deal with all that comes after your house has burned down. (There are clothes that the insurance company put to wash, and now that they’re clean I have to go through each and every one and smell them, since some clothes will retain the smell of smoke that I can’t currently stand. It is some sort of a trigger right now. The clothes that smell go straight to the bin. It’s mentally heavy work, throwing away your stuff like that, and there are ten enormous sacks of clothes. I have four left. And that’s just a tiny bit of everything that needs to be done, and sorted, and just, yeah.)
I’m trying to stay strong and I know eventually everything will be fine. The most difficult thing right now is to hang on till I get there. I’d love to just close my eyes and sleep a couple of months, and wake up when everything is fine, but that’s not an option right now. These things need to be done, and I’d rather have them done sooner than later, so that I can concentrate on rebuilding my life.
That’s it for now. Take care lads and ladders. Maybe have someone come check your chimney if you live in an old house. Yyeah.
