Oh hot shower, how I love thee
My heart goes out to people in the path of the real hurricane. I can only
imagine the hardships they are facing this week and will continue to
face as they rebuild. I hear horror stories here of trees falling down
the middle of houses here in Ohio, but it is nothing compared to the wreckage along the coast. I feel guilty that our local energy company had to recall workers previously sent to Texas for recovery efforts, now working 16 hour mandatory shifts here until power is returned to southeast Ohio and northern Kentucky.
Still, I have moments of self-pity too. I'm lamenting over the loss of my freezer contents and certainly wish we had more board games and D Batteries on hand. I cringe when my 16 month old son stirs at 5:30 a.m. (how do you entertain a toddler in the dark?). And I'm tired. Everything is harder without power. However, I think we would have packed up days ago (as in, Monday morning first thing) if we didn't have a gas water heater. Because it's hard enough to start the day without coffee, but without a hot shower too? That's just asking too much right now.