Bah, etc.

The last time a hurricane came through, I rented. Now that I’m a homeowner, a whole new universe of tedium and anger has opened up for me. Though we were told an insurance adjuster would be in contact with us within 24 hours, it was actually more like a week. A week later, I attempted to get an estimate from him to see how it matches up with the figures I’m getting from contractors, and was told that it would not be ready for another week. I still have a tree down in my back yard, resting on my neighbor’s roof, and have resorted to trying to raise the money on my own to get it removed – not an easy thing when you’re unemployed.

As a somewhat un-hurricane related aside: I really hate that I only seem to write here when I have something to complain about – but when things are going alright in my life, good God, am I boring.

I also feel compelled to mention that yes, I am lucky. My house still stands. I got power back relatively early. My discomfiture stems from the fact that the pressure that I am experiencing is not being felt by the people in charge of alleviating that pressure.

I recognize they are busy. I am not the only one with problems in this area. That still does not help – it only makes me feel more petty.

Yet another contractor arrives within the hour. I will attempt to restrain my enthusiasm.