Here’s a little glimpse for you at the aftermath of the fire at Las Velas.
This used to be the office, a pretty big room though I know you can’t really tell by the pictures due to all the, you know, blackness and soot and ashes and charred remains of things I can’t identify.
Here’s the kitchen.
Notice the new skylight!
I joke, I know, but it’s how I cope with devastating things I can’t control.
Inappropriate jokes, comfort eating, and naps.
I’m super good at coping.
I’m going to write a book called, “How to Cope: When to stop joking and start cry-eating.”
Cry-eating is a thing, right? Or what the hell have I been doing for six days?!