Monthly Archives: August 2013

We may, in fact, get flooded again this year. But what else can we do right now? We’re just thinking about comfort. And money. Comfort and money. And, of course, space. But I guess that comes under the heading of … Continue reading →

This week, we’re meeting with an electrician to redo the house so that we don’t start a fire when we move back in. (I told you, I’m not much of a gambler. There was just too much else last year, … Continue reading →

Is it global warming? Are the waters rising? Are we just cycling in our geological era? How much of a gambler are you? Me, not so much. Will it flood this year? The Irene surge, in 2011, filled our 4 … Continue reading →

Taxes. New builds result in a tripling of tax charges each year. That decides it. We’re actually being PREVENTED from rebuilding after the storm. Now what? I suppose I should be relieved that we found all this out BEFORE we … Continue reading →

We were flooded with salt water. It corrodes everything in its path. Everything man-made, that is. Like pipes, cars, electric wiring, nails. That sort of thing. So it’s been most interesting to see which plants came up this year. As … Continue reading →

The paperwork for the mortgage/loan just came in the mail. But we now know that any changes to it will take 3 to 6 months. But something about them having offered the loan last February (even tho, as of today, … Continue reading →

I think, if you asked each of the Worthington siblings their life’s story, you’d get four different tales in return. But one thing I feel fairly confident in declaring as a shared experience, and one that was recently most helpful … Continue reading →

If you insure something (oh, let’s say a house) for a certain amount, and you pay for that insurance, but then that thing you’ve insured gets destroyed, how is it that those insurance companies only have to pay 50% (to … Continue reading →

We don’t get cicadas out here – just evening West Nile mosquitoes, daytime West Nile mosquitoes, deer ticks with diseases (like Lyme, babesiosis – which I had, and some unpronounceable 3rd kind) … and slugs. I’d pitch a tent in … Continue reading →

We could just raise the house, as they’re doing a few doors down… I hear “Rebuild” New York ads. But they just make me mad. They’ve made it a hard process! The pile of paperwork is 3 feet high and … Continue reading →