9:06 p.m. - 2007-03-22
Fire...but not the good kind
This has been a hell of a day for me. Woke up to the phone ringing, 6:30 am, missed it, then Buck called his dad back. Their entire shop burned down this morning. They lost most of the pellet stoves, four fork trucks, and all of the computers - with data. The data loss is the worst. Not only all the customer information, but all the history of the company; photos, mementos that decorated the showroom, hell, the showroom its self. Buck and his brother, and brother-in-law all put their own touches on the shop. Hand made paneling, counter area, hand built displays...gone. It's literally a smoking pile of rubble. I went up to check on the family after the girls went to school, and between watching my mother-in-law fall apart and staring at what is not left...my nausea has been constantly intermittent. Tums help.
No details as to the cause, as of yet. It was electrical, and started near the center of the building, which is all I can say for sure.
Buck is distraught, to say the least. But not venting; god forfend he should let go of any feelings.
I will cry for real later. The tears I've dripped are merely the beginning of the floodworks. Gotta cry the stress out.
Oh, and Krazee chose today to tell me about my failings as a mother to Storm, and that Cloud has rage against me because I favor Storm. It has been a hell of a day. Yes, I'm avoiding getting into what I wanted to say, but didn't, to Krazee. I was not in the mood to have to placate her.
Fucking people.
Hug your loved ones. And tell me how I can get Krazee out of my life. She's starting to go beyond simple annoyance and moving into 'god I hate' territory.
