I never thought I would be grateful to be in a small hotel suite with 3 little boys. Never. But, that was prior to our 10 day stint living on the second floor of our water-logged house. After 10 days of trying to keep the kids, fed, happy and safe all while not allowing them to be downstairs, I was ready to get out!
While I was anxious to move out and start construction, our insurance company kept giving me very interesting replies like these:
"Yes, Mrs. Kilcoyne, we understand that inches of water ran through your house for hours,
but that does not mean that there is necessarily water damage."
"We hear your concerns over the hundreds of exposed nails where the baseboards used to be,
but that does not mean it's unsafe for your family.
Hopefully your children will know better than to go near them"
"Just because the demotion team has confirmed the large amount of airborne particles present during construction, it does not mean that it is unsafe for your children to breathe"
Finally after Gill's relentless efforts,
we moved to extended stay on Friday and demolition began.
We settled comfortably into our new surroundings.
Finn and Patrick set up the train tracks and started chugging...
I was greeted with beautiful flowers from Gill,
and Sully was happy to have a high chair and view of all the action.
Tonight was our first playdate in our temporary home.
The Weltz Family joined us for golfing...
swimming...
playing...
and pizza!
We all had a great time and it was nice to feel a bit "normal" again. We will be here for a while (that's contractor talk for "who the heck knows") and will make the best of it. But, I think I speak for all of us - there is no place like home.
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