flood stories: so, anyway

After that terrible, absurd summer - graduations, finals, work as displaced persons - we moved, again, to another neighborhood, and worked to get our bearings with schools, bus routes, the fostered pets back, furniture, groceries, paid off the extra bills and the rest of it like fucking real estate prices and high rent and the landlord on rent-to-own that wasn't. Life started to feel a bit like camping. After a summer of endless laundry and sorting, salvage, some things I just put away, and have been going through recently.

Next thing you know, about the one year anniversary of our big change, there's shocking city news, family murder-suicide, several blocks away! Well, big fucking brouhaha welcome, let me say, fucking dead fucking kids and mom and tenant journalism student or gory whatever and I'd NEVER be cozily buried beside an SOB who murdered my kids but people are weird and that wasn't a very nice omen, which was followed by shocking national news of a strange decapitation on a Greyhound bus, and it all makes one wonder, is all I can say, what with the mysterious hum.

I would have moved sooner, as rent prices started to fall a bit, but at some point there was some stability to factor in, on account of the schools and kids' friends etc. And look, was that Mike Harris on the Enmax Board of Directors re those ridiculous bills at those all of homes, temporary and otherwise, that summer?

On June 8, 1995 Mike Harris became the twenty-second Premier of Ontario following a landslide election victory. In 1999, he was re-elected — making him the first Ontario Premier in over 30 years to form a second consecutive majority government. source

Oh never mind, there was a shake up there already. Yeah, so the old property flooded again. That makes twice in four years, a river through the front door. The new house flooded, too, just in the basement, several times and 2x over Christmas break in 2009, due to what appeared to be periodic root/sewer problems or somethiing, so we threw things out again, decided to move, just as soon as I recovered from a goddamned nervous water housing breakdown.

That was that. None of us is the same.