December 20, 2012

Liz LuscombComment

I'm not sure if any of you have experienced a tree branch falling on your house, but I'm telling the world that it is not cool.  Not cool at all.

The effect of this tree falling could have been worse since my oldest child was standing underneath this very tree when a loud "crack" of the wood warned that something bad is about to happen.  Trusting his instincts, Nathan took off running, luckily in the right direction.

Then...BAM--BOOM...along with the entire house shaking. This was proceeded with screaming babies and me running to the kitchen where Bubba was with Scout.  "What in the world was that!!?"

A tree branch had fallen from the very tipy top of the tree.  This tree is huge, by-the-way.  In fact, the branch was so big, the top reached S & R's bedroom window on the second floor of the house.

Big, I tell, ya.  Luckily the Lord was looking after us because this thing came close to crushing my child (super scary) it barely cleared my new car and it was just shy of busting our door and window out.

You know when you have a lot of "just barely missed" in a story, that it's safe to say there has been divine intervention involved. I'm feeling mighty blessed. : D

Any way, the next morning proved to be a mess to clean up, but with all three of us working together, we managed to finish within three hours.   The land lord even paid us, which we begged her not to, but she is an independent, spunky little lady who wouldn't take "no" for an answer.  I'll tell ya again, we are blessed.

About an hour later, the power blew out.  Our entire house, including heat, runs on electricity.  We called the electric company, reaching absoutely no one, however, they were nice enough to leave an automated message that power would be restored sometime around 12:30 am.  Lovely.

We made the most of it though.  At midnight, the power came on for a whole five minutes before shutting off again.  It eventually came back on, obviously, but I was asleep by the time it did. :D Fun times!