Christmas Break, please hurry!

It's finals week at Roncalli and the stress is in the air. No stress for me anymore; my stress was getting them ready. Molly is experiencing the joys of the week and has worked pretty hard to get good scores. I know she is looking forward to Christmas Break and the laziness that goes along with that.  I would be dishonest if I said I was not looking forward to some laziness too.

Our claim adjustor told Lori today that he will not be meeting with his superiors tomorrow to review our claim as scheduled.  Turns out his boss' boss (?) will not be available tomorrow and they can't function without that exalted personage present. He says they will meet on the 26th to review the claim.  Hey, that's the day after Christmas. I bet they all show up to work that day.  Or not.

That is incredibly frustrating because we already have made one mortgage payment on a house that is in a landfill and might have to look at paying January too.  We requested the payoff amount from the mortgage company to give the insurance company to see what we need to settle the mortgage and it is only good for December.  If this drags on then we have to get another amount and send that in.  It would be nice to get some closure on the house claim to know where we stand in terms of paying off the mortgage.  Not to mention start looking for a new house.

New house. We are slowly getting acquainted to this house. I say acquainted because I don't think I will ever feel like this is "home". It's a place we live until we move. There are many positive aspects to this place and that is what I have been saying when people ask "How's the rental house?"  Some of the negative parts are the horrible garage door opener and the things we are still missing. Here are a few in no real order: the down comforter from our bed, Lori's Ugg boots, Betsy's blanket she has had since birth (which we have not seen at all since the explosion), the extra fridge in the garage, our kitchen appliances and tools, the pictures we had on the wall and on shelves, my books, Molly's books, our neighbors in Richmond Hill, my Steelers gear (sorry Steeler Nation, that loss Sunday to the stinkin' Cowboys might be my fault), our clothes in general and many others.

Our restoration man (who has not received payment from the insurance company yet) says he can get us our clothes this week. We don't have room for them all. Lori is going to Knightstown this Thursday to get them if her schedule works out. He wants to deliver them to us, but we can't tell him what we want. We also may get some other things. Hard to tell what is ready for us to pick out and bring back.

In summary, we are still waiting on something. Christmas Break. The house claim. Getting some of our stuff.

So we wait.  What else can we do?