Fixed Up -- Or Is It?

The property manager here at the trailer park has finally gotten around to cleaning up the storm damage. (It finally quit raining long enough for the ground to dry enough to support heavy equipment.)

In my opinion, the man went a little overboard in some areas.

First of all, he took down and took out all the old dead and dying trees on his side if the already-replaced storm-damaged fence.

He removed falling-down 'structures' and slanting-sideways sheds. (The kids all always wanting to make these rickety traps into clubhouses and such.)

Then he removed where the tree fell across the other trees very near the electrical (and possibly other) wires.

Then the craziness started. Where he took out the dead trees, he dug up the ground, All the grass and weeds growing right up to the fence have been removed, scraped from the earth itself, leaving a broad expanse of dry brown dirt.





He removed the entire copse of trees the divided one hillside from the other, where the children play. The trees that held the hill up, I think. Erosion and gravity and the compensation of green growing roots reaching deep and holding it all together.

after the storm

where are the trees

invitation to erosion.

I dread the coming rains, starting with the "brief, but heavy" storms that pop up with summer humidity. The winds that pick up balls and dirt ahead f the downpours. The winds that sometimes come with sunrise and sunset.
I hope that our trailer are far enough away from the resulting quagmires and landslides. (Safe enough from landslides; not so sure about the quagmire between the ends of the trailers and the new fence,)

(And what are the property owners on the other side of that fence going to think and do when the mud runs over into their property?)

What if the resultant mud crosses over to the highway?
What if the mud chokes the lake?
What if a dog or cat or child gets stuck in the soup, sledding down the mudslide?

Only time will tell. Perhaps the brief but heavies will wait until new weeds are grown in. Perhaps there will be no wild winds. Perhaps parents will be able to prevent ALL their children from ALL their mischief.

Stranger things have happened.
Haven't they?

A Not What It Was Day.

Today has just been strange. I am moving into my own trailer, next door to Tammy's. Today is the first day in a week I've sent much time in there. Did homey things like hang curtains.
Used a staple gun.
Used Rex's staple gun.
It felt weird.
I felt weird.

It's funny moving all our stuff out of storage and back into daily living.
I have a lot of papers and stuff to get rid of.
A lot to keep; a lot I want to keep, but should I?
How can I throw some of it out?

Found my dad's little coffee maker, but don't seem to have the pot for it.
Found my DVDs but have no player. Used to watch on my computer while Rex watched tv. Now have a laptop that doesn't play Cd's, No doubt I could buy something, either for tv or computer, or both, but it's different. It's not gonna be the way it used to be.

Odd to have a closet with only my clothes needing kept.
Odd to have a bedroom that is probably only large enough for bed and nightstand.

It's gonna be really strange when I get moved in, to be coming home to an empty house, even if the babies are just next door.

Defense of Laundromats

I am living in a home with a washer and dryer.
Also with five other residents.
And then there are relatives and neighbors.

I can do my laundry here, of course.
Or throw it in with he family laundry. No one will protest. (At least, not much.)
But doing my laundry on my own means scheduling it when others aren't using the laundry facilities. That doesn't happen too often!  If I toss mine into the family mix, I don't have control over when what gets washed and I may not always know if an item is clean or not.
There's also an interminable wait while the first load is in the dryer still, but the second load has been finished for a while. (A long enough time for a line of roomies, relatives and friends to be forming -- and foaming at the mouth as their lives must Wait For Laundry.)

So --  I have been choosing the laundromat. They have double load washers (and dryers)
Everything can wash at the same time.
Everything can dry at the same time.
Only one loading of the washer.
Only one transfer from washer to dryer.
Everything can dry at the same time.

But yesterday I found the best reason yet for using the laundromat.
That wonderful place is air conditioned!

Yes, in 90+ weather, high humidity, living in a tin (aluminum) can (trailer) -- doing laundry at the laundromat can be a wonderful thing!  A perfect excuse to sit in air conditioned comfort  for two hours.

What can be greater than that?
At least so far as laundry is concerned.