It has been quite a while since I have written. I have been a neglectful blogger. That will change, I assure you. (Or maybe this is another promise to you, the faithful, which I will eventually break. Only time will tell.)
I have had a pretty horrible week. My apartment was hit by lightning Monday night. I didn’t realize the damage that was done, but more on that in a few. I am from Florida. I am use to rain. In Arizona, it rains like twice a year and they freak out like it is the end of the world. I knew it had been an ugly night because the power went out in the middle of the night and the thunder woke my kids. I didn’t know how bad the rain really was until the next morning. GOOD TIMES!!!
I heard the rain as I was getting ready for work, but like I said, Floridian by birth, so I paid it no mind. I walked downstairs to leave early as I had a new hire class that day. I got to the bottom of the stairs and saw a huge puddle I would need to jump in order to get to the parking lot. You might not believe this but I wasn’t bitten by a radioactive spider while in high school. I was not trained by the world famous Flying Graysons and I apparently lack even the basic leaping ability to clear this stupid puddle. Splish splash, I was taking a bath…well at least my ankles were. GOOD TIMES!!!
I shook it off and started towards my truck. I looked at the ground and it was surrounded in all directions for a good 25 feet by water. I couldn’t imagine the water was as deep as it was. Me being the smartest person in any room I happen to be in, it never occurred to me to remove my shoes and socks, roll up my pants and walk slowly to my truck. In my non-spider enhanced agility I took two running steps and jumped. Splish splash Part II. GOOD TIMES!!!
I went to work and the day got better. I got home and noticed that my wi-fi was not working. I assumed the router/modem just needed to be rebooted. It did. I also noticed the light was out on my network cloud drive. I tried to reboot it to no avail. It was a toaster. I had no idea this was just the start of the electric remnants of the storm. I will make a long story short(er) and just say I lost a tv, the aforementioned network drive and my cable box. GOOD TIMES!!!
My second thought (the first one was copious amounts of profanity intermingled with a sad glance at my soon to be dwindling bank account balance) was that I have renters insurance and I would be fine. I have had it since the second ex Mrs. Cole decided to keep the house and I departed the great southern Mecca of Atlanta for the fertile land of Jacksonville. I have never had occasion to file a claim and wasn’t even sure how one goes about proving home electronics were damaged in a storm at all. Obviously with car insurance you can drive or tow the damaged vehicle to an establishment that handles such things. What do you do with tv’s? Well apparently you just go buy a new one yourself and never file with your insurance company at all. GOOD TIMES!!!
First off, I discovered I have a $500 deductible on my renters insurance. I was then informed, only after I asked, that there was no guarantee that filing a claim wouldn’t result in my rate increasing on both my car and renters insurance, or even the policy being dropped altogether. It seems you are supposed to pay money to them on a regular basis but never actually use the coverage that the policy provides unless you are prepared for the financial repercussions that “may or may not” follow. GOOD TIMES!!!
I hope you all are doing better than yours truly is this week. To quote the recently departed Casey Kasem, “Keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for the stars”.
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.