My resteem is usually silent, but every once in a while it sounds like all seven trumpets in the Book of Revelation blasting at once. It's kind of scary.

I'll let you in on a little bit of trivia about those visuals: Those are all photos of the inside of the shack seen at the end of this blog.

Thanks for stopping by to read my story again. I must have done something right. I can't wait to tell my psychologist all about this!