As most know the mold problem has gone on, and on, and on...so now that the machines HEPA and dehumidifiers supposedly cleared the air, according to the final test from Smart Mold. Now all that was left was our moldy furniture that even after they tried to clean it was still full of mold. So the adjuster Andrew King with Tower Hill Insurance accepted my quotes for replacements for said furniture and has cut the check to be sent out today. On the other matter of holes and slits in the walls, missing floor trim... having contractors in our home at this point is disconcerting with COVID-19. So being DIYers for nearly fifty years Hubby offered to do the work himself and get paid for his labor and parts, at a valuable discount. And so that check is being sent too! Both from Tower Hill via our adjuster Andrew King approval for the prices we had quoted to him.
Moving on...
When we die is it necessary for people to know why? Or what caused it to happen?
I have thought about this lately due to an old school friend who had passed away last month before all this COVID-19 went full force, March 3rd, 2020. In her obit, nothing was mentioned about how or why, and she had been healthy and worked out at a gym regularly. Never complained about any ills, mysterious.
From my experience, most obits of family and friends that I have read do say things like fought long and hard against her/his (type) cancer or he/she was killed while riding their bike by a drunk driver, or murdered, etc... you get the idea. But nothing at all was said.
Oh well, I was told to "let it go".
And so I will... eventually.
What's on your mind?
Discussing things that bother you is a good way to, "let it go"!
So thanks for being my sounding board.
I feel a little bit better now... really!
Be smart and be safe!
Happy good night to all!
Count those blessings and we will too!
And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!
Aussie shut it down!
(I am an Australian Shepherd, an interesting factoid I was supposed to be a miniature but...as you might know I AM NOT! But I am now 29 months old, so I am the baby HA! I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me.
No tail/tale publishing circa 2018
Don't forget us too!
Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!
And me Chance, I am a Bichon Frise mix, first I thought Maltese but now I am considering poodle? I am pictured here with Mom and Dad at the Port Charlotte Animal Welfare League! I am five years old they think.
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