So I think it goes without saying that Roman has the worst luck you can pretty much ever see in a single person.
I, on the hand, have a pretty good track record with no major incidents.
However, that is all changing since Roman and I met and his poison is seeping and slowly killing my good fortune. I thought my luck would bring a nice balance to our life and relationship together, but I think my luck is fighting a losing battle.
This evening (Tuesday) a severe storm warning and a tornado warning was issued. We were both at work and had to go our respective safe places, no big deal. This happens a lot out here in this part of Indiana. Storms and tornadoes are not unheard of. Well, I arrive home before Roman only to see a nice sized limb lying on our roof. I walk around the house to survey the damage and it appears 4 of our cedar trees have split at the trunk or pulled out of the ground (roots exposed), with at least 1 or 2 hitting the deck of our house and roof.
We won’t be able to fully assess the damage until daylight tomorrow, but for now we’re holed up in the basement until the windstorm passes.
Fucking cedar trees.



