not really an update

still here, under alot of stress, possibly losing my mind......

I just want to go home....might be three more weeks (its been two weeks and 5 days already)...

can't get in to see my therapist until Sept 14th.....

spent a gob of money staying at a hotel and going to Adventureland amusement park this weekend (but we needed the distraction)....

still eating well and not purging.....

the girls have been acting up (due to stress) and I don't have the patience....

do you think I can spend FEMA money on an eyelift?

did I mention I am losing my mind..........

I'm really sorry I've been so bad about commenting the past few days. Things are just so crazy here. I have pretty much only been able to check blogs once a day and then I just scan to see how everyone is doing but dont have time to comment, which I hate. But I AM thinking about you all. I know some of you are struggling, some of you are in the hospital, some are just hanging on at home. There are a few of you that I am terribly worried about and praying for, and if you are wondering if I mean you than I probably do! And I am cheering for those of you who are kicking butt also! There are so many things I want to say to each and every one of you and I hope soon I will get the chance. Mostly I want to thank you, THANK YOU, from the bottom of my heart for all the love and support!

I may be quit on here for a little while because I have so much flood recovery work to do. Even when I get a few free moments, I really need to spend them with my girls, because they are having a hard time and need all the love and attention I can give them. But I will still check in on blogs and hopefully will be back writing and commenting soon!

XOXO Lisa

Hello Hello!

Wow, I'm touched by all your comments! Thank you all so much, it really means alot to know that so many of you care!

I don't have time for a long post but I wanted to quickly share my good news. First: my car is fine! The guys at the auto repair shop put it up on one of those lift thingys before the flood came, so it was high and dry! Yay! Fortunately the repair that it needed was not major so it can wait. I have my car back!
Also, the water went down and I got to get back in our apartment and was amazed by what I saw. Sometime in the night tues after we had evacuated but before the flood hit, our landlords came into our apartment and put everything they could up on counters and beds and tables. They took the books off the shelves and put them up. they saved our cd's, movies, electronics. They pulled drawers out of dressers and put them on our bed. NEARLY ALL OF THE GIRLS TOYS WERE SAFELY ON THE TOP BUNK! I think this is what hit me the hardest. On Wed night as the girls went to bed they were asking me about specific toys and if they were flooded, and I sadly told them that they most likely were, because I knew all that stuff was on the floor in the closet. But yesterday I saw every special thing they asked about: Emma's stuffed horse she got for Christmas, Annies hopscotch she got for her birthday, the school bags and supplies. I guess this meant the most to me because I can handle losing my things, but it was breaking my heart to to see the sad faces on my children. I am filled with overwhelming grattitude for Jim and Lisa, our landlords, for everything they did. I don't even know how to begin to thank them.
And I feel guilty, too, because this is stuff that we could have and should have done before we left. But I didn't do it because I was so stressed out when we left and just focused on essential, and Chris didn't do it because he didnt even think it would flood, and he was mad that I was waking up the kids and making us go to a hotel at 11 oclock at night in the rain (and yes, I have refrained from saying "I told you so"). But really, we should have been the ones putting everything up, but we didnt. But I am so glad that they did.
So we have lost our furniture and some other things, but we have alot more than I thought we did. Now I have the massive task of sorting through a truckload of things and washing things and storing them. This trailor full of our stuff that Chris and his friends got out of our apartment yesterday looks like something from the show "hoarders" and I feel a bit overwhelmed. But I know I will get through it bit by bit and I'm sure I will have help. We are staying with some really nice friends from Chris' church who have just been great and they said we can stay as long as we need to.
Wow this turned out to be a long post. I hope you could follow it. I really just wanted to thank you for the support and say that we are doing "Ok".

XO Lisa

today is not my favorite day....

Ames (city I live in) has flooded and their is several feet of nasty brown water in our apartment. Also, my lovely car is at the shop, which is flooded. So I am assuming it is toast. So we are stuck with Chris's piece of crap car and a few clothes in a suitcase.

I don't know how long it will be before we can go back to live there. Fortunately we have some friends we are staying with and the animals are ok and I was able to get the girls some clothes from the goodwill. But our suck-ass renters insurance doesnt cover flooding so I'm not sure about what we are going to do about the rest of it.

We just went back to school shopping and packed all the things into my girls' backpacks yesterday. I keep thinking about those school supplies. I can't remember where I put them; if the backpacks are hanging up or not. But then I realized, where will we even be living when school starts next week? How am I going to slove all these problems? One at a time, I guess.

We have alot of support from Chris' church, and I know we will be ok. It just might be hairy for a bit.

Thank you so much Zena (the struggle within) for your kind words. It really means alot that you are thinking of me even with all you are going through.

I have to go but I will post later.

life grinds on...

I have been pretty bad at posting lately...guess I just haven't had much to say. I have been going through some worse-than-usual depression and anxiety and have just sort of been holding everything together. My motivation for recovery is pretty low right now, and it seems like everything hurts, but I keep soldiering on.

I have been feeling a bit lonely and isolated lately. I love everyone here in the blogging community, and the support I have recieved here has been wonderful. But sometimes I just want to pick up the phone and talk to someone. So the other day I went to a NAMI meeting, which is something I have been meaning to do for a long time. It was ok I guess. It just felt really good to be around people who understand me and I can be myself around. I think I will go back.

I am glad Cammy and I Hate To Weight are posting again...I missed you guys!