There's been plenty of good, and some not-so-good. Oh, some of the not-so-good would have been considered a minor disaster pre-fire, but now, nothing's a disaster as long as we're all alive and kicking.
All good: The rubber roofer came, replaced the rubber roof over the formerly burned area in just 3 days, and left. We had 2" of rain after he was done, and stayed dry as a bone. Victory for us! (No pictures; it's just a flat black roof.)
Mostly good: The central air guy came. He got our system installed, and hooked up the 3 bedrooms that are in use. Good news. He tied into the old condensate line: bad news. It terminated inside a wall, so it rained into my office all over my fabric.
Good news: all of this fabric got re-washed, folded and sorted. 10 loads worth. Bad news: Our washer developed a leak. I kept washing anyway, and soaking up the water on the floor. It had to be done.
Good news: At least one of the big box chains still sells non-water-saving washing machines. And I got one. Bad news: No one stocks them. I had to wait from Saturday until Thursday afternoon to get a new washer. The laundry room didn't smell pretty.
Good news: The new washer is installed, works like a champ, and all of the laundry is done.
Great news: The slate roofers showed up. They made this mess.
Then they started putting rocks on my roof.
This is 2 days' work. Pretty good, right? They're supposed to be back tomorrow. But trust me, slaters are so rare that we won't gripe if they don't show until next week. We simply know they'll keep coming because we owe them money now.
Bonus good news: Baby Madeline was here 2 weekends ago. She's learned to smile. This is her greeting to me as soon as they walked into the house, before she was even released from her car seat. You know she spent basically no time in that seat for the rest of the weekend!