First off, before I go on about anything else, we are not in or near West, Texas. We aren’t in range to have even heard the blast. It’s incredibly tragic and I wish swift recovery for all those touched by the incident. At the very least, if you wonder if we’re safe, we are. West is about seventy-five miles south of Dallas. We’re north of Dallas. We heard about the whole thing on the radio at about nine last night. We’ve got no television or net on anything but our phones right now, so we never would have known if they hadn’t just happened to mention it between songs as I made an emergency run for more milk at the store.
However I did worry about our trailer last night. We were expecting storms and the wind was picking up when I went to the store. By the time three-thirty in the morning rolled around, everyone was woken by the trailer trembling and the wind howling. It was so bad I expected to see a cow fly by and to find our trailer had caused the demise of a witch. I was about ready to look up tornado warnings that may be listed for the area.
That’s the down side to living in a trailer, well, one of them. Your home is never all that secure and does rock and sway with the wind. The kids don’t like that part of it. Storms are scary enough without having your whole house shake with it!
All in all we’re okay. We’re going to kick back and enjoy the rest of our lazy day in. Two days home in a row seems like a lot right now. I remember when that was reversed and it wasn’t all that that long ago. It certainly feels like it was!