There's no place like home

We got slammed with heavy storms yesterday and a tornado, maybe 2. Just 18 miles south of our house, things were bright and sunny and B was fishing. The boys were with their grandparents. I, however, was at home alone when the weather hit and my house took a beating. Our house just happens to be located at the intersection of a major interstate and a major highway - tornado alley.

I sat in the basement, drank a beer, and spun and spun and spun to keep my mind occupied as I heard the wind and hail rip holes in our gutters, losen shingles on our roof, punch holes in our window casings, and sand the paint off of our west side. Yes, you read that correctly - it took the paint off our house. It also shattered the windshields in both of Brian's trucks. It shattered the glass on our electric meter.

Today is filled with taking photos and calling our homeowners insurance agent. Next comes estimates and all that crap. We're going to need new gutters, a new roof, the house needs to be painted. I hope like hades that it won't be a battle to get a check from our insurance. We sure as hell pay them enough. Below is just some photos and they don't even show the extent of the damage - click to enlarge.

Sigh. Dontcha just love Mondays?