I'm in a better mental place today than I was yesterday. There have been some less-than-stoic moments, but I'm moving forward as best I can.
We thought we had completely escaped dealing with house damage, but not quite. It seems all the screens on the front of our house have multiple golf-ball size holes in them and all the molding around the doors and windows has chunks out of it. We'll need to go around and do a thorough inspection, but I almost don't want to know. Relatively small stuff, but big hassle, and I'm too tired to deal at the moment.
The yard cleanup is going, um, well... it's going anyway. The heavy debris is pulled off to the side so the surviving plants aren't smothered to death, and the smaller stuff is getting bagged up and dragged to the curb. 22 contractor bags and counting, so far. Three days of warm weather later, and the block of hail is still not completely gone. I think it's taunting me.
The neighborhood noise has changed over from constant chain saws to more mowers and blowers. Each driveway has a large stack of bags waiting for trash pickup. The garbage men better eat their Wheaties - it's going to be a tough week for them.
