We received our salvaged possessions from serv pro. 27 boxes of comics and 7 boxes of not comics. So what was IN those 7 boxes? H handful of useless keys wrapped as if they were made out of spun glass. Why useless? Because the doors they fit no longer exist being either burned or shattered by the firemen. A clutch of rusted grilling tools. I've needed more iron in my system. A dented collander, a frying pan with a wobbly handle, a pile of old mail from 3 years ago, loose photos now all stuck together. Framed photos and a mildewed wedding album. No clothes, no trophy of Josh's that I was promised would be returned, nothing that I would actually want, other than photos. I was enraged and would have torn somone's head off if I could. I should have been more demanding and insisted on seeing what they were taking away instead of assuming they knew what they were doing. A pox on them.
I got over my fury with a nap and a bit of crafting and I think we will all be pleased to know is that the one thing not damaged by the fire is the gravity in the craftroom. It isn't even the same craft room and yet the gravity there works like it did in my original craft room. Craft room gravity sucks the stuff off tables and shelves no matter how carefully I place it. Good thing to know some things never change.
Unfortunately though, I think my angels have been displaced. Whenever I took photos in a certain spot in the house, I would always have orbs. Same spot post fire and no orbs. No orbs anywhere in the house, unfortunately. I did uncover the angel shrine that I had made that the orbs were always around. Now I need to take a pic to see if the orbs follow the shrine and not the spot in the house. It always made me feel better Knowing I had angels.
Some angels, people might think, they let your house burn. Perhaps, but the angels made sure we all got out and no one was hurt. I can't ask anything more of them other than to come home, we miss you.
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