Last night, about 10, I woke up in a hot sweat.
(No, not from that)
The power was out.
This morning, after it had come back on, reading the news, listening to the wind rattle my windows, I realized that a good bit of the city lost power with me, even the airport.
Anyway, the good news is that I don't have to go to work today.
The bad news is, I don't think I'll be able to get out of the house, but I'll try.
Actually, it's rather hurricaney looking out there today for something that's so far South of us.
I shouldn't complain, since my relatives down the bayou have been without power for more than a week still. It may be a month before it's restored. I spent nearly a week in a trailer in the woods without power/AC/phone service/tv last week, and I'm in no mood to repeat that experience. I think I'm still recovering from that.
The Struggle is Real - My goal since resigning myself to moving out so the realtor could stage my house (and hopefully rid it of the stinky cat stink) has been “do one thing a ni...