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The Memory of My Angel...

The day was damp and dreary, no comparison to the dry and crisp days before it but better than the days after the hard rain that fell a few nights ago. It doesn't make that much difference to me, except that heavy rain and the drying-out period that follow keep me from making progress in my home repairs.

Today I picked up six 2X6's to repair/replace some damaged ceiling joists in my utility room. I've got 75% of the damaged bottom sill plates replaced, most of the studs reinforced, and 90% of the upper sill plates completely replaced. The next major step will be to pull out the roofing boards, remove the bad joists or cut out the bad sections, and replace or repair them as necessary. Then it will be a race against the weather to put up new 1/2 inch sheeting and attempt to make it water tight. That's only the 8' by 17' area of my laundry/utility room which is most damaged. I've got about 1750 sq. ft. of roof to redo. Hopefully I won't run into too much structural damage. I'm not betting on it.


Ever since I got back home after Katrina, I've suffered with rashes and itching in various places. For the first few weeks back there was no way to bathe properly and you felt dirty and sweaty all the time. You washed your clothes by hand the best way you could, which was only moderately effective since you couldn't rinse all the detergent out. Plus, I'm allergic to EVERYTHING!

Anyway, it seems I start to itch at the worse times, especially at night. I found a container of baby powder under my pool table I forgot I had and it is quite pleasant to baby myself after a hot bath. You forget how really nice it is to feel dry and squeaky clean until you've gone a few weeks living like a caveman.

Another nice thing is that my niece, knowing my love for vintage TV shows, movies, etc., gave me the dvds she'd bought for me recently: "The Burns and Allen Show" (actually the radio shows were superior), "You Bet your Life" (Groucho was one of the great ad libbers), "Arsenic and Old Lace" (one of my all-time favorites) and "Bell, Book and Candle" (always had severe crush on Kim Novak).

I also got an email from Renfield (Horror-Wood Webzine) saying they were featuring a letter I wrote on Terror of Frankenstein in the December issue---check it out, Crystal. I read what I wrote and it almost seemed I knew what I was talking about.


You Are a Martini

There's no other way to say it: you're a total lush.
You hold your liquor well, and you hold a lot of it!


Every day gets a little better although I STILL haven't gotten any help from FEMA and I have a lot of hard work ahead. I think I'll be better for it. I hope so...

Anyway... the memory of my angel could never cause me pain.


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Dec. 3rd, 2005 04:09 am (UTC)
Your angel?

Care to tell me that story one time.. if you wish.

I'll tell you about Stefan.

will have to read that email now. :)
Dec. 3rd, 2005 03:17 pm (UTC)
That is a story that is difficult to explain. It is based in love and reality, enhanced by dreams and unfulfilled expectations, tinged with loss, the kind of story for which I can only drop hints. Read my face and my words and my mind and you can get bits and pieces, also experience the characters I have created. They are sometimes touched by the spirit of my angel, and that is probably why I love them so much. Maybe some day I can explain better---everything in my life seems to get so complicated.
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Dec. 3rd, 2005 03:22 pm (UTC)
Yeah... I hate to see people slip through the cracks as I have. Misery DOESN'T love company in my home. However, the experience has made me even more self-reliant than I've been before.

I'm positive you'll get yours though. You seem to be the determined type who won't stop until you do.
Dec. 3rd, 2005 09:28 am (UTC)
That must be terrible! I've lived in some pretty bad situtations - believe you me - but repairing your own home BY YOURSELF after Katrina... I'm pretty sure that takes the cake... You've got my sympathy!

Oh, and I've taken that quiz before, too - and got the same results... It's just scary that we can be so similar, and only be new friends... *lol*
Dec. 3rd, 2005 03:30 pm (UTC)
It's not as terrible as it sounds... My house is mostly livable although in need of a lot of work.

I enjoy fixing stuff myself... there's great satisfaction and a feeling of accomplishment. It'll be nice when I can say, "I did that."

Contractors are hard to find and their rates are way higher than what the insurance allows. Plus, no one wants the kind of time-consuming projects I'm doing, and if they did, the cost would be astronomical. They'd rather take the easy jobs and make quick money.

The way I'm going, I'll only get a contractor if I absolutely can't handle the work.

It's better to be defiant, I think, like the old timers did it, than to sit back and whine.

Dec. 3rd, 2005 11:10 am (UTC)
Your niece sounds totally cool! I wish I had a niece to give me cool stuff like that!
Dec. 3rd, 2005 03:34 pm (UTC)
She is one of a kind... is married with a fourteen-year-old, and looks way younger than she is. I gave her her middle name for which she has never forgiven me. She has a really good heart, and the hours, days, and years I spent with her and her brothers are among the most precious memories I have.

I'm getting all misty.
Dec. 3rd, 2005 07:41 pm (UTC)
I'm getting all misty, too. It makes me wish I'd had a closer family.
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