elanya

The long awaited (?) picture post about the tornado that didn't destroy my house!

( here we go! )

When I thought my place *had* been struck my a tornado, I had several thoughts. I was mostly resigned to the situation. I did mourn for my things, but not all of them. I was never "OMG my Microwave! D:" Things I was concerned about were mostly books, because I need them for school - they are the tools I need to work. While most of them would not be hard to replace, some really really would. I was also concerned for my mementos - letters and things I have been given by various people over the years, wall hangings by my mom, and that sort of thing. Mostly I didn't really care about my stuff, and I am kind of proud of that. Things can be replaced. One notable exception is the hand blown glass that I bought in Venice, but it is a work of art. I was also a little worried when people were going to go move my stuff for me (a sentiment I still appreciate) about who might be moving some of the, ah, 'things' near my dresser ;)

So, apparently, my apartment complex got HIT BY A TORNADO the other day. So, the only real things I'm worried about are my books. Mostly. I e-mailed the complex to see what info I can get, but, ummm.... yeah, so that sucks, eh? Glad to have been home, and thanks to tethys123 for the heads up :o And at least I don't live on the second floor :o