Mark and I got through the hurricane pretty well. We lost power about 11:45pm Friday a week ago, shortly after the storm made landfall. We have had no power since then. Luckily, we did still have water the next morning, though the water pressure was a bit low. That was repaired by last Sunday, so we have had potable water for much of this time, thank God. I really would not have wanted to have gone through all of this without running water. Not having to constantly refill the commode makes life so much easier. So does being able to bathe.
I've spent the time doing some housecleaning and yardwork. Our refrigerator looks lovely, and I got rid of some old clothes I'd been keeping in my closet for years, hoping I would someday go back to weighing 90 lbs. Since I don't foresee that happening in the near future, the clothes are now going to Goodwill or someplace.
I have rather liked not having power--not so much the lights and air conditioning, but I haven't missed the TV or Internet at all. It's nice, being able to sit in the dark with just a lit candle and enjoy the peace and quiet. There's something serene about it that I have deeply missed. Computers and TV are distractions, I think, from the kind of still, quiet serenity that I like.
Yet here I am, typing away now. (g)
I am requesting that my current leaves of absence continue. The computers at the library are not equipped with screen magnification software at all, which makes them very difficult to read. I am not even reading what I am typing right now. I do not want to have to start reading a lot of stuff, just because I have Internet access here. Let me wait until our power returns at home, so I can tend to things there instead of here.
Books: I have been reading two books: The Power of Personal Accountability and Angela of Foligno. The first book is about accomplishing in life what you want to accomplish instead of allowing yourself to feel as if you are victimized by consequences. The second is about a medieval Fransican mystic who dictated a book to a Franciscan friar about her religious experiences. I really ought to be reading Angela's book instead of typing this, but hey, I only have two hours at the library and lots of time at home, so I'll just read it at home.
I should clean out my emailbox now and check in with Obsidian Fleet, so I will see you all later. Thank you all bvery, very mucy, who have called to see how we're doing and kept in touch. That has meant a lot and has really helped during the past week. Thank you all for your good wishes. I hope you and your families are doing well. I am grateful to all of my friends. Being through this has reminded me of the depth of gratitude I owe. It has reminded me to feel gratitude just for being alive.