Hurricane Michael paid us a visit on October 10,2018. The area was destroyed. Let me explain how it felt when we first opened the door after the storm. It was surreal. I knew what happened because we were in our home when Hurricane Michael hit the Florida Panhandle and basically, stayed over us once it hit land and moved along the Chipola River. So the first views we had when we walked out the front door were shocking. Our home sits on 5 cleared acres and the rest of our property is/was covered in trees. At the beginning of the our property were 4 tall pine trees. One was dead, but we left it since the woodpeckers loved it so much. At the end of the hurricane, two were uprooted and on their sides and one snapped in half. Now there is one remaining. So it was seemingly like how one would view an apocalypse. Our skyline was once filled with trees and now the majority of them were ripped from the ground or snapped in half. We called and made a claim the first moment we could get my husband’s truck down our street. Our only neighbor had a friend come and move all the trees that made the street impassable. The problem was finding a contractor that would come to our home. We are an hour from the capital and 40 minutes from the closest city in the opposite direction. So the days I would be meeting with a contractor or someone from their sales team, I would have to take the whole day off. My co-workers were 2.5 hours away and unaffected by the hurricane so they were not entirely happy about it. After the sixth contractor/sales person came out, I was over it. The last one that came out said, I could leave our dogs in the house with them while demo was being done. I’m sorry, what?! Leave my dogs to the mercy of people I do not know and could possibly hurt them? Wrong, so his company did not get the job. We awarded the job to another company and that will be an entirely different review. For a time frame, we signed the contract with the company on May 29, 2019. They started the job the week of Thanksgiving 2019. Yes, you read that right. It continues on this very day. I am listening to work being done while my 119 lb Anatolian Shepherd barks at the “intruders” outside. The barking has gone on for 4 days now and I’m starting to question my sanity or what is left of it. I cannot wait for this to be over. Once they finish the outside, then a crew will come to do the demo on the inside and we will move into a travel trailer. By we I mean, my husband, our 3 dogs and myself. Our cats cannot be moved out of the house so I will have to move them with all of their cat trees, toys and litter boxes into a locked room. We will still be on our property, but not in the house. It’s all I can think to do with 8 cats and one of those being semi-feral.