Organized Chaos

 

      Today, in a pre-emptive strike against future insurance claims, we will begin receiving visits by a team of inspectors who will troop through all 132 units in our complex to catalogue the state of our windows.

          The jumpiness of our new insurance company (as opposed to the insurance we individually have on the contents of our places) is understandable, given Florida’s recent history. Two massive hurricanes this fall in as many weeks would make anyone jittery. In the past, our city here on the west coast has dodged storm after storm, and even the destruction of this autumn’s Helene and Milton was negligible compared to other cities further along the coast, and our little condo complex rode the storms with barely a scratch.

          Still, the men with clipboards are a-comin’ and My Guy and I have been leaping out of bed and tidying since we don’t know what time they’re coming.

          They were a-comin’ yesterday, until someone realized that it was a national holiday and sent out a breathless email blast saying the inspection was moved to today. This after almost daily communications for two weeks spelling out which buildings would be inspected on which days.

But to be fair, their confusion is understandable – I mean, MLK day has only been in effect across the nation since the year 2000, and inauguration day has only been established as January 20 since 1933.