It's been a long time since I have updated. I'm working from 10 a.m. until 6 p.m. now and things have been crazy.
I like my job, I love being around the Elderly people, and I love the children I work with. I am not very fond of my supervisor. But I guess there is always going to be something I don't like, no matter where I work.
I had an adventure this past Saturday. I was home alone this weekend, it started storming. I was starting to worry a little since I don't like storms, when the lights went out. Seconds after that, I saw this huge flash right outside my living room window. I heard a pop and a sizzle noise and then this big boom and my house shook. Sometime in this middle of this, I got up off the couch and the next thing I remember I was laying spread eagle on my living room floor. Then I realized that I smelled a burning smell. Kind of like a hot electrical kind of smell. So, I immediatly thought that my house was on fire. I called 911. Less than two minutes later I heard sirens. Four fire trucks and the Fire Chiefs SUV came. I was a little confused when they started to stop in front of my house, but pulled on in front of my neighbors. I was scared to be in my house, but it was hailing and lightning so bad that I was scared to be outside. I was standing on the threshold between my front door and the front porch. I noticed that the fireman weren't getting out of the one truck I could see. I finally yelled at them, then they realized they had been sent to the wrong house. Anyway, by then I couldn't smell anything anymore. They went all through my house, checked everything anf couldn't find anything. However, they said that by what I described and what I smelled that it must have either struck my house or right nearby. The Chief said that God must have been with me. Basically we don't know where it hit or why my house didn't burn. The firemen were awesome and very concerned. They also helped me calm down.
Today my neighbor came over. I told him about what happened and about the firemen going to his house first (he wasn't home). He said that his tv and vcr got ruined. He also said he was glad I had called the Fire Department because it must have hit around his house also or gotten both of ours at the same time or something. He said his house could have been on fire also, and he wouldn't have been home to know it.
I don't know how to thank God enough for sparing my house and my neighbors house.
About two hours after it happened, after the adrenalin wore off, I realized that my left knee really, really hurt. I looked and found out that it was turning purple. Apparently when I hit the floor I landed on my left knee first. I also have a small scrape on my right elbow that I didn't notice. My knee is bothering me quite a bit, but I think it's just bruised. I still don't know why I fell. I know that when I got up my heart was beating harder than it ever has and I was trembling all over. I don't know if I got a little bit of a shock or what. I don't remember falling I just remember being in the floor and getting back up.
Well, I'm up later than usual ( I got to bed really early now). I'll try not to go so long between updates this time.
