We weren't without power long. It was back on by 2:30 or so.
The rest of my area though, still got lines and trees down. Most of the stores and gas stations are closed. We will see what is up tomorrow.
Right now, we have enough gas to get into town for a fill up so we are staying put until we know we have options.
We have everything that we need though so I am not worried.
Lost power this morning around 6 and it looks like most of my area is down. Guess I could be dark for 24 hrs to a week.
Good times, with clear skies tonight we might be able to drag out the telescopes for some proper star gazing.
My mobile hotspot seems to like VR too. So weird.
This summer we haven't seen much rain.
FUCK!!!
Finally!
The other night we decided to watch a WW2 movie with the grandkid.
She loves fighting movies; the first movie she watched all the way through was Crazy Samurai Musashi.
Her Pa decided to watch Fury, pretty hardcore. During the first big battle scene she commented that the young gunner was "having a bad day". Afterward when he fell on the ground after being yelled at and forced to shoot someone, she said he was hurt.
I said "yes, deep in his soul."
To which she said,"Oh because nobody likes him."
Yeah kid, that is why... chuckle chuckle
During the Tiger tank battle she mocked the destroyed Sherman tanks but she was more somber during and after the final battle. She noted that his friends had died and he was sad because he missed them and in the final scene; she said,"He wants to go home. He wants to see his mama."
I really enjoyed the movie but I was awed by the experience of watching it with her.
Over the weekend I found a 1970's Fisher Price record player.
After playing 3 records on it the grandkid loves it more than her VCR.
Just wait till we get the Atari running.
Today is an aimless day.
No one to answer to. I don't have to do anything.
I really could just sit in a chair all day and stare out the door.
This morning I was watching the weather on YouTube and the guy who was talking about the weather said that there were viewers who didn't know where their state is on a map of the US. I was surprised. I know there are a lot of people who can't name all of the states but surely everyone can read a map.
My husband has had truck drivers who come to his shop for services ask what state they are in.
How the fuck?
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Sad, but I don't doult that for a second. Rand McNally always in truck with me.
It has been a full week.
My son is grieving, adjusting, keeping busy, engaging with people, getting out of the house.
Part of his process has been a methodical cleaning and claiming of space.
He said he talks to his roommate often(looking at the empty spaces his friend used to fill and speaking his thoughts to the room like the man can hear him).
He went back to work after 5 days and had two days off planned in case he had trouble but he said work was good.
He has spent a lot of time with his niece this week too(the grandkid)and now she asks for him all the time.
I think he will be ok.
Been experiencing deja vu since Sunday. Last night it finally hit me and I was momentarily stunned.
In 1993 I was living in a house with a group of people; one of them was the man who helped make my son. One morning I left for work and it was sunny and lovely, a Friday.
At noon I went to deposit my paycheck and was surprised by the appearance of my friend. It was so random.
Then he said, "The house burned down, The kids are dead. We gotta go to the hospital."
I didn't have kids yet. It was our friends' kids.
The same voice from two different people, both giving me similar news in the same matter of fact way and they never even met each other.
Coffee pot broke. Luckily I have an old Kwik Drip from the 50's.
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Love those old campfire pots, have one incase my power goes off and get coffee on the fireplace.
Day 2 of someone else's hell.
Spilled over from day 1.
Last night I talked to my son for about an hour before I went to bed. I got more information about his friends death; not gonna share, just saying it.
Got more information about his own state of mind and plans. He is cleaning pretty obsessively. People are making sure he eats. He slept.
Yesterday the condition of the house was very bad. I don't know if anyone reading this has any experience living with a person who goes through long bouts of depression.
My son had basically spent the last 5 years or so walking on eggshells and trying to coexist with this person; his best friend since the beginning of high school, they graduated in 2014.
My son is a pleaser, a nurturer, and he was raised by an alcoholic(not me)until he was 10. He really felt at the mercy of this other person who he genuinely believes could barely care for himself. In addition to damage done to the house by his friend, which affects the stability of the home itself, he also found the source of a cockroach infestation which he has been combating for 3 years. lawn debris bags full of food and alcohol containers hoarded in the bedroom closet of his friends room.
He has been trying to get that room in order, in order to try to preserve his memory for the family and this morning...
his friends girlfriend went right through the kitchen floor. Victim of chronic water damage caused by mishandling of a washing machine. So my husband is over there helping him patch it for right now until actual repairs can be made.
Why did the floor get this bad?
Apparently it wasn't possible because it meant turning off his friends gaming computer which is up against the kitchen wall and on top of some of the damaged floor.
Long day.
Long fucking day.
I swear my life is not this exciting but this weekend... fuck.
I woke up this morning to someone else's nightmare when my son called me at 6am to tell me his roommate/best friend was dead. The guy was troubled and never really grew up. Recently he had been trying to turn it around but last night he fucked it all up.
We don't know if it was on purpose of just stupidity, in the end it doesn't matter.
Dead is just dead.
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