Yeah – it’s still “real” here. No power, and in my neighborhood unless you have a whole house generator, no running water. We don’t have town water, we have well & septic.
Frankly, I'm hesitant to go to work because I don’t want to use up my gas. Gas station lines are absolutely and pathetically ridiculous here! They are trucking in gas from other states & delivering to stations who are charging almost $6 a gallon. People are sleeping in their cars on line waiting for the delivery. When a station is known to have gas the waiting line for that precious commodity could be up to 3 ½ hours. I kid you not!
When I was married to my son's father, we were re-doing our house. I remember opening a bottle of champagne to celebrate the bathroom door! A flushing toilet has warmed my heart as much. Sad.
In all of this, I've found one thing at a time to be thankful for....
Amazing friends & neighbors who come together - with whatever they've got. No questions asked.
For a gas stove.
For a wood burning stove.
For the covered swimming pool which supplied water.
For my camping skills.
For the copious amount of children in our neighborhood who've been entertaining each other.
For the love and compassion of strangers.
For God who has gotten me through all of this.
Out for now...