Thought I'd do the pity party thing. My heart isn't in it. Had an electrical fire in the kitchen on Monday, living in a hotel, moving to a duplex on next Monday. Been a whirl wind of activity all week between insurance, Realtor, contractors, city inspectors, concerned friends, church etc etc.. Now the wife is babysitting GD 6mo so step son can do the Christmas party thing with his wife. Been busting my A$$ trying to get her house cleared of debris. Ever inventory a refrigerator and freezer that got so hot plastic melted all around the food after being turned off for 5 days. Not a fun thing to do. Oh by the way tomorrow is my 49th Bday and I am sitting by myself in a hotel wondering if after I get all the house put back together better than new if I am getting the walking papers. Guess after all I did do the pity party thing. This Double Dog Sucks Chill
