Okay, I can't sit here and type out the story in a different way yet again, so I'm just going to copy and paste what I've posted elsewhere:
Worst. Day. Ever. Started the kiddos laundry, took a nap. While napping my electrical system caught on fire. My laundry room, kitchen and living room are destroyed. We have to move out until the damage is repaired. More then half of my kids clothes are destroyed, because they were in the laundry room. Not to mention all the food and things in the kitchen that smell like smoke (if it wasn't destroyed), so I have to buy more food for five kids and two adults when I just went grocery shopping yesterday, and new clothes for five kids, plus whatever else comes up that we need to replace pretty soon.
I don't have enough money for all of this! All I want to do right now is curl up into a little ball and cry.
Thank god everyone else was gone - Ariel, the oldest, had a playdate, Alex had already gone to her father's for the weekend and Nancy had the triplets at the park. My landlord and I both have insurance; her on the house, and I have renter's insurance. Unfortunately, it's not as good coverage as I thought - they'll only give me up to $100 for replacing lost clothes due to fire or flood or whatever. For five kids? Yeah, that'll be gone quick. My fault - I should have triple and quadruple checked that I understood everything I was reading.
I am just so, so... demoralized right now. I don't know if I'm coming or going. I've never had to deal with this before in my 26 years. I can only thank whatever powers there be that I was the only one home, and in a room with an exterior door. Compared to that, everything else just doesn't matter.
Used cake for the avatar, because I really want comfort food.
EDIT: I just saw this on Facebook, from my best friend: http://www.gofundme.com/HelpKiara
. I'm gonna go over... there, somewhere, and cry my eyes out.