We have fallen into such a routine lately that I just realized today it has been almost two weeks since I have updated this blog. It's not because I don't want to or don't have time to, it's because nothing much new is happening here at the Crosleys.
The girls and I are going to school, Lori is working. We are in sort of a holding pattern in our lives waiting for the inventory company to go through our things and let us know what needs to be replaced and what we have to store. We are beginning to think about looking at houses to find one we like. Looking at listings on the internet has been interesting. There are a few houses that fit what we are looking for, but not really knowing what kind of final insurance settlement we are getting makes a price point hard to nail down. Another interesting thing is that not too many people want to sell in the winter, I guess. It is hard to wait for warmer weather because I am ready to go on the house hunt and get out of the hotel house.
We still are asked about how we are doing. The answer is hard to give without sounding rude or acting as if I am tired of answering. I appreciate the concern for us and our situation. The tough thing is what to say! "We are good! We are just waiting to see what kind of houses are available and find one that we like. We can't think of anything we need right now. Not much has changed. We are just waiting on the insurance company to tell us what is next. Yes, our insurance company has been great." All of these answers are starting to sound scripted, but they are the truth. I feel bad when someone truly wants to know what we are doing and all I can answer is "Good!"
This weekend I have spent more time in this house than any weekend since we moved in. The chairs and the couch aren't as comfortable anymore. I miss our old couch and my ancient chair. I miss reading my books and the office room Lori and I shared. I have to go to the bookstore and get some replacements. I want to go to Knightstown and get a truckload of my stuff and bring it here. Problem is, there is no place to put any of it. I am ready to have my things around me again.
Enough complaining.
Last weekend was the First Responders Dinner planned by the neighborhood and Southport Presbyterian Church. It was a great dinner and recognized all of the agencies that either responded on the night of the explosion or were there to help us in the aftermath. The mayor was there and all of the chiefs of the emergency agencies in Marion County and Greenwood. The room, food, atmosphere, service, and purpose of the night were absolutely top notch. I am looking forward to an appreciation dinner for the Prosecutor's office after the trial and conviction. THAT will be a party.
This sudden cold weather has caused a two hour delay at Roncalli tomorrow. Molly jumped for joy in the hallway (I may have shown some joy as well). Betsy's school has no delay. She is not pleased. I told her it was because the grade school kids are tougher than the high school kids. She did not believe me. Oh well. Life isn't fair, Betsy.
If you are living around here, stay warm next week. If you live somewhere else, check local listings. Take care and thanks for reading.
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