Met with the insurance adjuster bright and early this morning, like 8 AM early after very little sleep (neither of us can really sleep.. I wake up and it’s not real and I’m getting sicker and sicker by the day.. probably working on pneumonia by this point) and she was there for all of 15 minutes with her digicam and taking pictures of everything (which you can’t even see cause the power is off). She offered the words we’ve become so accustomed to hearing in the last two days ... ‘So sorry this happened to you....’ yeah... so are we. She gave us inventory slips for us to write down all our belongings that we took with us, etc. for reporting, but how do you quantify all your ‘stuff’ in a few blank pages? How?
Went to breakfast in an attempt to try and be normal with food today..... it didn’t work. I barely ate twice today and I went to one of my favorite places for dinner... and barely paid attention to the food at all.. now it’s 10 PM and my stomach is growling again but I have no interest in quieting it.
The gofundme hit the goal today and well... i’m so thankful for the funds because this is quickly becoming super expensive and no one can give us any timeline for when to expect insurance monies.
We did finally put in an application for a rental home, hopefully, we can get into it in the next week and only have to live in the hotel until Wednesday of next week. But it seems everyone is dragging their feet getting papers filed etc... oh and then there’s that whole ‘we’re moving... but have nothing to move or put in the house’ thing.
Despite being convinced we were going to be told we lost all of our furniture and our beds... I was unprepared to actually hear the words ‘We cannot save your couches, your bookshelves, your dining room table, or your beds. It’s all a complete loss.” ... this means $$$$$$$$$$$$ and though we are insured.. it’s still a little more devastating each time you hear ‘it’s a complete loss, can we toss this?’
Today’s bright spot was I saw two of my favorite littles today and they told us some jokes so that we would smile and laugh and I feel like I forgot what it was like for a bit. Someone told me today that despite the shit I’ve been through I seem to be holding onto my humor which is impressive... and I guess I never thought about that.. but maybe they’re right.
I find myself just hitting the ‘like’ button on tweets instead of replying and maybe that’s super horrible like you guys deserve responses but I’m honestly out of words (maybe not if I’m writing these updates, but it’s different).
Mostly though, everyone has questions, we have no answers. we’re stumbling through the most ‘grown up’ thing we’ve ever experienced and both of us feel like we’ve completely bungled it at least 95.7872% of the time. This is the time when you just want to hide under the covers and let someone else fix this for you.
