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My First Storm Update


The winds started in on Monday and apparently gusted to almost 90 mph. Our big tree survived in front in the high winds, but power went out Monday evening and still hasn't been restored. Just in case, I tied my leg to the bedpost during the height of the storm because it was really windy.
We are partying like its 1899, playing board games and sleeping good in the deep darkness without light pollution. It gets a little chilly, but not bad. Water heater works--notice I didn't say "hot" water heater!--so we do get warm showers. My work has been up and running since Tuesday, so I made it in on Wednesday and can get on the Internet from here. I drove 24 miles to work this morning and saw only three gas stations with gas. Each had lines of 1/4 to 3/4 mile long. I've heard the people were acting really nice. I've been fortunate since Marcia sat in the car in line on Wednesday for an hour and filled up my car. It looks a little like Russia here, or at least what I imagined it looked like, many years ago waiting in line for bread or something. Many people cannot come to work because they don't have gas and can't get it.

We walked to CVS in our town last night and an employee went back and found us one package of D batteries. We were able to get three more flashlights going and it was so exciting. We were shining our lights around on everything in the house just because we could. It was like one of the Stars Wars movies for a few moments in our house with beams of light flying around.

Also, many people bought generators when we were without power last year for five days at this time, but I figured what are the chances of that happening again? Well, it happened again. But the generators are so annoying, sounding like someone is out mowing the yard all night long.

Will write more later.

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