So the lights went out Saturday at about 2am I believe. The teenager woke up at some point and crawled into bed with me, saying she was cold and scared with all the branches and trees falling outside. We had seen over an hour of electric arcs and sparks in all colors: orange, blue, red.
We then saw on the electric companies website that we would be out until at least Sunday 9pm. So before the sun went down we cleaned out the fridge and put anything we thought was salvageable in sealed bags outside, figuring it would be fine outside. Then we packed a few bags.
The man I recently dated and I have remained text pals and he’s very sweet. He invited us to his house. He had power. I was unsure if the Uber could even get us there not knowing how bad the roads were. It was about 12 miles away through lots of little streets.
Turns out the Uber couldn’t even get to us. So we were stuck. Their father was in the same place as far as outage and his street was littered with trees. We don’t have a heating source of any kind and only one dim lantern. But we are in a small enough space tucked mostly underground with cement walls, so we stay insulated pretty well. It’s cold but not freezing.
Jan checked in on us. She has a wood stove and I’m sure had we needed we could have stayed there. But what ended up happening is that Brad brought us dinner that night and he went and found a hotel. He drove around for about an hour clear out to the airport to find one that could accommodate pets too.
Then this morning he came and got me and my ex took the kids to his girlfriend’s house because she had power and she’s out of town for the weekend.
So I am fine. We ordered room service. Power isn’t due to be back until Tuesday so we are here until then. Room service and a view of the airport. That’s the parking lot beneath us. Brad has already taken me to the window to press my tits against it. This was the outfit he liked best.
Well……I will probably be busy the next 48 hours. 💋💋💋