We unpacked a few boxes over the weekend and celebrated master B's birthday. Steve went to work on Monday and the children and I slowly unpacked and put away box after box.
Tuesday 31st May we woke to thunderstorm warnings, that quickly turned to tornado watches. With the threat of hail looming we hauled the boxes into the house. We ratched up the unpacking pace until we had to take shelter in the tornado shelter for an hour. We emerged with no damage and the house still over our heads. We were thankful as we had seen the damage a twister could do and were taking all warnings and sirens seriously.
The inside of our house looked like a disaster zone but I was confident we could get a head on it the next day.
Wednesday dawned bright and cheery with no storms on the horizon. we alternated between unpacking 20 boxes and playing a round of rummy (a card game). Mid afternoon we stopped work in the house to clear out the garage and shed so we could store boxes we knew we were not going to need soon. This would turn out to be the wrong choice later on!
A few minutes away from completing the shed and garage tidy Steve comes home. Followed swiftly by a group of about 20 people all walking up the road with food and drinks in their hands. We became the focus of a good old traditional roof stomping. 20 strangers, neighbors and co-workers piled into our home, put food on our tables and started to have a party! After getting over the shock I had a great time, met some lovely people and was able to ALMOST get over the fact my house was in such huge disarry!
Seriously.. I took pictures... see below! It looked like something out of one of those "clean up your house" shows!
Thankfully this was not the END of the STORY... it does get better!!!!
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