Helpless and Angry

I don't like being helpless, I don't really think anyone does. But when something is happening that is directly affecting me and I can't do anything, I want to snap.

It is approximately midnight here in New Mexico, 2am Michigan time, as I write this. I was relaxing, watching TV, when my friend, that at Halloween resembles Fester perfectly, called. He says hello, where is your sup-pump? I say "what?" He then informs me that my basement is flooding up through the water drains. :)
Luckily 5 friends were at my house when this started. And they were all quick enough to immediately gather everything of value(mostly books and electronics) up and out of the basement that they could. I was put on speaker while this was happening. I was randomly being asked questions by the people in the basement and parents in my face. I yelled at my parents to stop asking questions, which wasn't very nice. I then started calling anyone I could think of that would be up at 1-130 am that might have a pump of some sort. No Dice. At this point, I call Fester back and he tells me that everything they could get up they did.
But my floor, border, probably the drywall, 4 couches, some DVD/book shelves, and entertainment center= toast. But hey, thats what sewer water does when it touches stuff.

The worse part is that I won't even be able to check any of this out until two days from now on Sunday night when I fly home. And then when I see the damage, I can't do anything until the next day. I don't know when I am gonna fall asleep tonight, and I probably won't be able to think about anything else until I get home.

Zombie in the past has encouraged me to try to look on the positive side of things. I usually jump right to the negative. I have been trying, and I believe I have been doing better.
I have been very positive lately. Excited about the trip I'm on, excited about even the possibility of a new career, excited that a chunk of stress having to do with $$ and my ex-wife have been just about taken care of. So of course something has gotta happen to knock my arse down and get me out of a good mood. My father and I are both 99.9% sure insurance will not cover close to
the damage that was done. Woo Hoo!

"I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content" (Philippians 4:11) Paul learned to be content in the good and bad. I have prayed for this in my life for longer than I can remember. I'm not sure this is something I am going to ever even remotely succeed at. Though it wouldn't hurt if the good outweighed the bad every now and then for longer that a brief moment. At least thats the way it seems to me for a long time now.

Well I am done venting. I didn't have anyone to talk to so the blog gets it.
Hope everyone that reads this is having a better day than I!

Vacation...Sorta of.

Here goes my tri-monthly or so blog.
Tomorrow in about 8 hours I will be awoken by my father to start our two day drive to New Mexico. I have spent the better part of the last two days cleaning up my house and packing stuff that is going with us. I am official on vacation from two days ago until next Monday. I will spend half of this time "working" and the other half relaxing in the dry heat of New Mexico.

I was excited about seeing my dad for the first time in a year and I am excited to see my mom and cousins for the first time in a year as well. I am not excited in the least to take two days to drive there, but thems the breaks. When I get there, I plan on eating lots of unhealthy food and seeing how many attempts my cousin will use to hook me up with some random females he knows. In general though, I will enjoy 3 days of no responsibility and relaxation.

I'm also excited about taking a long annoying test when I get back from New Mexico to attempt to qualify for the Detroit Police Department. Many friends think it is a good thing for me to do, some think it is not safe so I should not do it. I don't know if it is normal or not, but I have absolutely no fear about the job. It is dangerous but I'm not worried. If God wants to take me, he will, end of story. Besides, I could crash in my plane on the way back to merry old Michigan and getting eating by a shark somehow. (if this happens, I am in NO WAY prophesying)

Well thats all I got for now.
Peace out everyone. See ya in a week.