It never rains, but it pours

What an apt cliche! David and Gail just took off for the lake where we have tree down onto the kitchen--the best building on the place. At least with Lyala and her two teenagers there, there will be lots of help. They have no idea what damage there may be, or how long it will take to sort it out. Since Gail took the kitchen out of the cottage, they really need to take care of it right away. So I am alone in my house. How strange! And I may be here alone for a couple of days.