sighinsurance. landlord. blowers. ruined clothes. neighbors. cops. sagging roof. cupped floors. sigh.i tried to blow this whole thing off and go with the attitude "it's just stuff". but it's not working, i'm actually quite discombobulated, adjusting life around the mechanics of recovery. i tried to escape it all and wait for the noise to settle (especially those blowers that were on all weekend), and poor j had to bear the brunt of my befuddlement. my place is about 95 degrees inside as they try to heat dry the place out, and so sleep has become impossible within those walls (i'm not allowed to open the window and let in the (cool!) damp sea air). i hung out at work for a good while over the weekend too, avoiding my place as much as possible.
sigh. sigh. i'm sleepy. sigh.
current mood: ready to be done with it all