On the day I went away

I ache in places I didn't know I had places. I've bled, sweat and paid the price (thank you, Ric Flair) over the past few days and - to be blunt - I've got a rash in a place it's very uncomfortable to have a rash. I have three t-shirts, three pairs of underwear, two pairs of jeans, a pair of ripped sweats, socks and one extremely battered pair of tennis shoes as my wardrobe. we've lost so much stuff I can't even begin to catalogue it all, but Ranada and I are safe, if not particularly happy happy joy joy right now. The kittehs are adjusting well. The lappy found a very low strength and intermittent signal to use until Mediacom gets here tomorrow afternoon and restores me to the world but for now, it's livable. Now we just have to make it Home.