nuts - the curtains survived......

My realtor in C'ville called me last Monday to talk about the house.  Another realtor had shown the house that weekend and reported that an animal had gotten into the master bedroom.  My realtor went out to the house and was trying to explain it to me.  I lost track of how many times he said "I've never seen anything like it."  He talked about the floor grate and the molding all over the floor.  Then he told me about the basketball size hole in the roof.  I told him it sounded like the house was hit by lightning.  When he sent the pictures, it kind of confirmed it.  It looks like the bolt came through the roof, traveled down the metal strip in the wall and jumped over to the AC duct.  He reported that there is plaster dust all over the bedroom.  I hired an engineer to go out and look at the house and I'm waiting on the report.

The fun thought is that the master bed is about 4 feet away from that metal strip.  That would have left a ringing in my ears.

The sad thought is that it destroyed my roof and bedroom walls but those ugly satiny curtains are still standing.  Sigh.

finally....

I was gone from Texas for only 2 years so I thought that getting my drivers license reinstated was going to be easy.  There's a Texas DMV location near my work so I went there in February during lunch.  I had my passport, TN drivers license and proof of insurance.  They told me I needed to prove that all of my cars were registered in Texas.  After searching the usual filing spots and making a trip to the safe deposit box, I had the necessary proof.  I went to a DMV location near my house and endured an hour long wait.  When my number was called, I laid all of my papers on the desk.  Passport, car titles, proof of insurance and recent utility bill to prove my residence.  The clerk looked at the pile and said "May I see your social security card?"  Who carries their social security card with them?  I have my original card in the safe deposit box.  I think I got it when I was in the 5th grade.  My little cursive signature is still legible and each letter resembles the way it was on the strip above the school blackboard.  I did some research and found that a W2 (tax) form would suffice.  Six months after my return, I try for the 3rd time.  I take my number at the DMV and I finally have success.  I look like a POW in my license photo but that's just a reflection of the pain I endured to get the darn thing.  giggle.