In our efforts to look on the bright side, Grace and I both came to the same conclusion. After we get the garage rebuilt, we probably won't need the storage shed any more since we don't have anything to put in it anyway.

One thing I didn't mention last night is how thankful I am for our friends. I've already mentioned all the things that the neighbors did for us, but while the firemen were still putting out the fire, we had a bunch of our friends come by to make sure we were OK and offer their assistance. Our friend Craig Carter dog sat by allowing Storm to spend the night in his backyard. We had Kathy Norris, the Glavichs, multiple Richardsons, the Steinmans and our Bishop all stopping by before the flames were even out to check on us and our needs. There were probably more that I can't even remember. We've had a bunch of phone calls today from other friends checking on us.

We're so blessed to have such good friends.

Storm is back at the house now. We set up an area at the other end of our house for him to live until the garage is rebuilt. He doesn't look any worse for wear and he definitely seemed happy to be home.

On Monday, we'll order a construction dumpster so that we can begin the process of getting rid of the ash and burnt wood.

My mom and grandfather came by today to check out our handiwork. They seemed impressed.

We've been amazed at the number of people driving slowly by our house, or who put on the brakes once they see our garage is gone. If we could only figure out a way to charge for that, we'd be able to rebuild the garage.