The fire at our house was July 8th. I am trying to be patient and grateful for the outcome so far, but 6 weeks in a hotel and no progress on the house is driving me nuts! I am grateful that no one was hurt, most of our belongings are salvageable and that insurance is putting us up in a hotel. I hate to complain about living in a hotel because I know it could be much worse- we have cable, air conditioning, Internet, fitness center and breakfast every morning. But I am tired of the food choices and not being able to cook. Going to the laundromat, instead of being able to run laundry whenever I need to in my own house, having to wait for my car to be brought out of the garage instead of just pulling it out of the driveway. We're staying at a hotel downtown, so traffic is a real problem. My commute is much longer though I am technically closer in distance to work. We can't have our pets here at the hotel, luckily my parents were able to keep both of them at their house because we would never be able to board them for 3 months. The worst part, though, is that we are in the middle of our home study. We can get most of it done, but the social worker needs to see our house and its in no state to be evaluated.
I suppose I would be more comfortable with the situation if I felt progress was being made. But it isn't. When I met with the insurance adjuster a few days after the fire, he assured me he would have the estimate ready in a week. That was 5 weeks ago. We have a contractor who is ready to get started, but he can't without that estimate. Insurance needs to tell us what they are paying for and how much they are paying for it. The contractor needs to go over the estimate and determine if it is fair and complete before he agrees to the job. I trust the contractor. He's hardworking and honest, he's worked on our house before and done major renovations on other old homes in our neighborhood. I am losing faith in this adjuster. He can't get his work done in a timely manner and he doesn't keep us up to date on progress, if there is any, on our house. My husband is afraid if we press him, we'll be considered a nuisance and he'll low-ball our estimate. I just want to get back in my house. I don't hate it here at the hotel, but it's not home.
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