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The Kindness of Strangers...
Life has been a little crazy around here, which is par for the course. I've been able to keep up with f-lists and tame the in-box, although I haven't been commenting or reading any fics. However, I was moved to post tonight both by the desire to tell the world about my weekend AND my latest comment spam... in Russian! (I have no idea what it says, so if anyone cares to translate...)
On Sunday I was overwhelmed by the kindness of strangers. A little background...
1) In September, I purchased my first house. (Whoo!)
2) In December, we had a giantly huge ice storm (the city looked like a war zone for weeks) in which a tree fell on my roof, thereby introducing me to the joys of homeowner's insurance, roofers, and holes in my bedroom ceiling (which is still there).
Thus, when the 60-80 mph wind's blew through here on Sunday, I was unsurprised and mostly resigned to hear a large crash, heralding yet another tree-on-house incident. Sure enough, when the storm passed and it was safe to investigate, my bf and I poked around and discovered a rather massive branch leaning against my exterior wall into my closet. My clothes were not pleased. (We also discovered a branch that had fallen into his car, taking care of the all three driver's side windows.)
My father and boyfriend spent the better part of the afternoon chainsawing the tree branch (it was hurtled three feet into the ground!) and devising a tarping system with the tarp previously purchased to cover the hole in the roof (I'm getting a lot of milage from it!). By six p.m. we were all muddy, tired, and cranky, and I was just trying to figure out what I was going to feed these hard workers when...
From no where, a man and his dog appear in my backyard, carrying a grocery bag. The neighbor behind my house - whom I have never met - had seen us working all afternoon, remembered the damage from aforementioned ice storm and brought over dinner. Steaks and salad and homemade mac and cheese, oh my! I have never in my life been so grateful.
I paid it forward two evenings later by taking dinner over to a friend who was still without power from the storm, and I suppose I'm passing the story on to you all so that you can pay it forward as well. You never know when you can change someone's entire day!
And yes, the blue tarp looks lovely with my white siding... *g*
Life has been a little crazy around here, which is par for the course. I've been able to keep up with f-lists and tame the in-box, although I haven't been commenting or reading any fics. However, I was moved to post tonight both by the desire to tell the world about my weekend AND my latest comment spam... in Russian! (I have no idea what it says, so if anyone cares to translate...)
On Sunday I was overwhelmed by the kindness of strangers. A little background...
1) In September, I purchased my first house. (Whoo!)
2) In December, we had a giantly huge ice storm (the city looked like a war zone for weeks) in which a tree fell on my roof, thereby introducing me to the joys of homeowner's insurance, roofers, and holes in my bedroom ceiling (which is still there).
Thus, when the 60-80 mph wind's blew through here on Sunday, I was unsurprised and mostly resigned to hear a large crash, heralding yet another tree-on-house incident. Sure enough, when the storm passed and it was safe to investigate, my bf and I poked around and discovered a rather massive branch leaning against my exterior wall into my closet. My clothes were not pleased. (We also discovered a branch that had fallen into his car, taking care of the all three driver's side windows.)
My father and boyfriend spent the better part of the afternoon chainsawing the tree branch (it was hurtled three feet into the ground!) and devising a tarping system with the tarp previously purchased to cover the hole in the roof (I'm getting a lot of milage from it!). By six p.m. we were all muddy, tired, and cranky, and I was just trying to figure out what I was going to feed these hard workers when...
From no where, a man and his dog appear in my backyard, carrying a grocery bag. The neighbor behind my house - whom I have never met - had seen us working all afternoon, remembered the damage from aforementioned ice storm and brought over dinner. Steaks and salad and homemade mac and cheese, oh my! I have never in my life been so grateful.
I paid it forward two evenings later by taking dinner over to a friend who was still without power from the storm, and I suppose I'm passing the story on to you all so that you can pay it forward as well. You never know when you can change someone's entire day!
And yes, the blue tarp looks lovely with my white siding... *g*