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Early in September, I'm in the parking lot talking with a colleague 15 mins. before the end of the school day and it starts raining. So I climb inside to wait it out; so I think. It starts pouring about as hard as I know it can rain- after 5 mins. I concede that I'm NOT going back in and leave heading for home a bit early on a Friday. No, I don't have a class last period, so there were no misguided youths left alone on my watch.The whole way home, sheeple are driving like the concrete is about to dissolve beneath them, interstate becomes a rehearsal for SHTF scenarios. I do notice that some construction barrels have floated into the lanes somewhat, or a Prius owner got smart and left his bright orange battery mobile where it shorted out. Same size obstacles either way, so I easily make my way the 17 miles to home. Exit before mine, I see multi-colored lights indicating police action ahead........oh goody, all these drivers don't have TV evidently, and don't know that watching "Cops" is far more entertaining than watching it live alongside the roadway! I make out the outline of a Semi with trailer on the overpass above me laying flat on the driver's side; Now THAT had to be a change of shorts moment!In my mind, it was going to be a perfect time to stop at Cabela's which is right off my exit, to make my standard "provision" stop. Discovering that power is out, traffic lights out, people have no clue how to drive when lights don't tell them what to do, I bale and head home to see what's the condition of the humble abode. Thankfully, we have power, and there's no obvious damage that I notice. Check the sides of the house, roof from the street and side yard, sight down the fence line on each side- I'm good! Get a text from neighbor- don't let out your dogs, fence is down.....what? Inside now, I look out to find the backside blown flat, posts snapped off yet still intact! Oh goody! I figure, I can lift it up and brace it......right! Who am I kidding!Call insurance agent.....no answer.....classic! I answer the phone when they call, but can I ever get service from my supposed agent!? Luckily, I call the national claims number and get WONDERFUL service! Get the green light, take picture, save receipts and we'll settle up online when it's complete! Also get credit for MY labor since I'm doing it myself! Luckily, my brother is available to assist the next morning, LOWE's pulls my order over the phone for pick-up the next day, the rental place next to my house has what I need and open at 8am! Brother says he'll be there, but not before 9am.Ok, why the rush? I've got 3 dogs, Brittanys who I hunt and Field Trial- no fence means I've got to WALK THEM...they'd escape from my wife and daughter, get hit by a car etc. and with one of them a National Champion, I can't allow any of the above scenarios to develop......well except the walking on a leash......ugh! I immediately pound stake-outs in the yard to tether the dogs for feeding and "business" until the fence is completed to the point they can't escape. Start pulling tools etc. for the morning and finish the plan of attack for the next day.Up early, with a beautiful forecast for the next 4 days I make coffee, finish prepping things on my end until the rental place opens. When I get there- 5 mins. after opening, they're OUT of generators, which thankfully, I don't need. I survey my options and settle on a "Dingo" which is a walk behind TORO product with a bucket and auger head. They load it, hook it on a trailer and hook it to my truck and I'm put the door and home with my brother having just arrived. Off to the Lowe's which is 15 miles away- won't shop elsewhere due to politics of places like Home Depot - embracers of the "Rainbow" and the rest of the Liberal agenda!Pickup the order while my brother picks-up other necessities like twice the screws the guy pulled as we'd have been dead in the water just putting up forms for pouring the posts! The Lowes boys sneer saying "looks like your making two trips".....They don't know that the Poehler boys have their PHDs......Pile it Higher and Deeper! We layer it all into his pickup with 28 bags of concrete and enough posts, pickets and stringers for 100 linear feet of Cedar, board on board fence!Now upon arrival back at the house, the 8 year younger version of me scrambles to work digging posts while I fire-up the Dingo and work it down to the far end of the yard with my logging chain as we proceed to pull 10 concrete posts, most busted below grade. Even WITH power equipment, this takes serious time and effort, finishing pulling them around 12:30. We were treated to Portilo's Beef sandwiches and chocolate cake and cold beer by my wife as she shuttled my youngest daughter between church outings and a birthday party! We were OUT of beer, so you know work stoppage was a serious concern as my brother is a Union Plumber!Working until 7pm, we got all of the posts braced plumb, 8" post tubes for the top 18", set in concrete with the tops crowned for drainage and all of the old concrete and posts humped to the curb. Rental equipment returned on time, and 10 bags of concrete left over and lumber unloaded inside the garage.The next day, my wife is the lone helper on my crew.....now I LOVE MY WIFE, but we don't even hook-up the camper together! Let's just say that "back-up cameras" are a SERIOUS marital aide! Working together from 8am until 2pm things go wonderfully, we get almost all the runner boards cut and screwed in place, the outside boards on two sides of the 3 to repair, a gate built with all hardware in place! We stopped for a long lunch/dinner with my oldest daughter, her boyfriend and their puppy; truly enjoying our time. When they left that evening, my wife and I hauled ALL the scrapped panels to the curb, cleaned up the worksite and called it a night to return to the real jobs on Monday. After work the next day, I run home to return the dirt around the posts and concrete as rain was forecast the next day or two. Now everyone knows, when you dig a hole, somehow, the dirt multiplies.....it's a given! Well, SOMEHOW I return all the dirt to the new holes and I'm actually a bit SHORT!? Grab the potting soil to dress up the mess on the neighbors sides of the job and finish the outside of the fence, and half the inside, before sunset. The next day, it POURS settling the fill and washing away the mess etc. well fast forward to this evening and the fence is finally finished! Reflecting back upon the entire experience, I cannot believe the number of BLESSINGS throughout this entire process! This is clearly, from The Lord......I'm amazed out how his handprints appeared at every turn of the process!Timing- happens on a Friday, when I've got NOTHING planned for Sat./Sunday, and my brother is available to assit. Normally, traveling on weekends to Field Trial the dogs- so this was the only open weekend for two months! Micro burst could have easily damaged more of the house, instead, only a superficial structure, though essential to our daily lives with our dogs.Instead of church (normally there when home), I spend a day working with my wife ENJOYING the process and each others company. Same enjoyable time spent with both my daughters, and the eldest's boyfriend and dog, while resting the aches of a 51 yr. old body not usually doing hard labor!Supplies and equipment are available and waiting when I needed them , insurance gives the go ahead without "visit" so there's no delay! Brother is available and WILLING to assist at this drop of the hat! I actually complete the process, without any major problems and even when something comes up, it's calmly resolved without anything "exciting" happening.I was further blessed by being able to help a new neighbor by trimming their damaged tree, halfway up, like a Monkey with a chainsaw, finishing unharmed! I actually was thinking, if this slips, my guts are "at the chain" and it'll really make a mess! The guy wanted to pay me.....no, pay it forward.Heavenly Father, thank you for your blessings and providence throughout this somewhat comical escapade! Your presence is awesome and I thank you for an enjoyable calamity of the smallest variety!