My father has a generator going. It’s a small one, we’re just using it to charge our devices for now. Later for light.
Still no power at my house. Guessing the storm hampered the restoration process.
My main worry has been going to Barcelona tomorrow and leaving my kids and dog who knows where. It was freaking me out. My mother kept saying “We’re not going to let them starve or freeze” but no one around here has power so yes, everyone is going to starve and freeze.
And then, to the rescue, my ex husband (Nat and DJ’s father). Not only are the kids going to stay with him but he is taking the dog, too. For a week (or until power goes back on at my house and the kids can go home). So that is really awesome and stress-relieving.
Meanwhile, Todd and I have to figure out where we are going to sleep tonight. We might just stick it out in my parent’s house with the fireplace for warmth and hope for the best.
Now I just have to figure out how to pack for a week out of the country in the dark and cold. I’m thinking I’m just going to throw what’s clean in a suitcase and be done with it. At this point, I am just looking forward to getting the hell off of this island. The whole vacation thing was a constant worry until I figured a solution to ease my mind about the kids and dog. Now I can vacation (read: sleep like a coma in a hotel bed for two days before I do anything else) with a little piece of mind.
Also, thank fuck I kept that Xanax prescription because when the transformer blew up this morning (and I mean it BLEW UP) I almost went into hyper panic attack mode. It was close.
I’m still anxious and freaked out a bit and all HOW CAN THIS HAPPEN TO US. I mean, a blizzard during a hurricane recovery? And then the house I’m staying at has the electricity go out ten days after mine?
Please, do some kind of voodoo dance or whatever you do that my power comes back today. My family needs normalcy. And I need my toes to be warm again.