A New Beginning!

I suppose I should change my name here......I am no longer homeless! I am now the ?proud? Tenant of a trailer, mobile home, manufactured housing! At least I have a home now! It looks like we will be able to go into the area tomorrow. The State Troopers that are being housed at the facility that the guy I date works at says we can go in as long as we have business on the Westbank. He has to go and survey the damage at the offices and compound there on the Harvey Tunnel. The office that he used to work out of was right on the water......it probably won't be good but.....while we're there we plan to go to my apartment and remove my things. Today he is going offshore to begin surveying damage done to the oil rigs that he works on. Preliminary reports are not good.......we will see how it goes. The bosses tell him they need to get these rigs up and running soon.....of course, we all know how true that is! Once the oil rigs are back on line and they are able to refine oil here again the prices should begin to drop some.

That takes me to these thoughts.......so much of my life has changed in just one short week. This time last week I was sitting here, in a hotel room in Denham Springs Louisiana, waiting for the wrath of Hurricane Katrina.....not even expecting the fury that was about to evolve.....not thinking about the possibility of becoming homeless.......not worried that the whole topography of New Orleans......hell......the Gulf Coast was going to be forever changed by this monster storm! I count myself among the fortunate in this whole ordeal......I have a job. I have a place to live, now, I did not lose everything I had ever owned. When I left Pensacola I took very few things with me........when I lived in San Antonio with Kim and Andrew I had very little and what I had was just possessions.........those things I took with me to New Orleans.....many of them I left behind. When I moved into my apartment on the Westbank I had a canvas camp chair, a little round table and an air mattress that D bought for me. I slept on that mattress for many months......it really was comfortable! Slowly I bought things......tables.......chairs......I got a futon for my birthday.......got a bed from my friend Cori......things from many of my friends on the Westbank......the same people that now have no home to go to......many of them lost things that are very dear to them.......I am so lucky......first to have known many of these people and second to have only possibly lost "Things" in this. I took pictures that meant something to me when I left.......the wonderful book that Kim made one year for all of us.......that came with me.....in my briefcase......I could NOT leave that behind!

So now........I am "Trailer Park Trash" as D says.......Kim, you need to find that T-Shirt that you bought last year to annoy someone.......the runner up for Queen? I may want to borrow it for a while.......I told D I would bring Trailer Living to a whole new level! It remains to be seen just what level I bring it to!