As you know, if you’ve been following this, we’re currently “between homes.” The home we were living in sold and the one we’re moving in to hasn’t been installed. So we’re floating around, living here and there, while our stuff is in storage. Well, as of last night, the place where our stuff is stored has been put under an evacuation alert due to an encroaching wildfire. My immediate reaction was to try to recall where my manuscripts are. The banker’s boxes containing my stories, including the hand-written first drafts. Good news. They are safely stored in a shed far from the fire. The other stuff — furniture and clothes and so on — can be more easily replaced. Not that there won’t be a loss. It also includes irreplaceable things like photograph albums and other personal mementos, so it would leave a hole if it got burned up, but I selfishly value my creations more.
It just goes on.
rjb
You have my sympathy. How are you holding up?