Hey Rick - thanks for checking in. I could post because our next door neighbor had a generator and he let us string a line so we could charge phones and laptops.
Me, The Husband, and The Black Dog all skeedadled from Houston about 2am Sunday morning and got to Austin at 5am. We drove through horrible lightening storms most of the way - the kind when you drive on the highway at 15 mph and pray. Power, water, land line phone gone at home. That we could live with but when the gunfire started we worried. When a bullet hit our back fence and we had enough. All the stores were out of food and ice all day, but they sure had beer and all day a LOT of people had been walking out of them with 48 can packs of Bud - then they had nothing to do all day but drink. It got very ugly very fast.
We just got a hotel room about an hour ago. I've had the first hot shower since Friday - I washed my hair with that wonderful Austin soft water that comes out of the Edwards Aquifer which I love so much! I feel soft, clean, and safe. I'm so much luckier than the other 3 million or so people down in Houston, not to mention the half million or so on the coast who now have NOTHING. Blessings from someone with more pull than I have. Sheesh.
I have photos from the drive around The Husband and I took after most of the downed trees in our little neighborhood were more or less pulled out of the road but we bugged out so quickly I didn't bring my camera. I'll show them to you later.
We lost our fence - can you imagine that that is all the damage our house has???? I don't know how we deserve that. I am shocked.
When I got up to the counter here at the hotel and they said I could have a room I pretty much lost it. The lady was so nice. When she handed me the form to sign I just started crying... I realized that I have just been running on adreniline for days and at that moment that I felt safe - a dry place to stay - a chance to get clean - I just stood at the counter and cried. I feel so selfish to feel that relief when I know people are whose lives are devestated and they are on chairs in their front yards with nothing left so I guess I'm just that shallow because - really - I'm so grateful to be here.Labels: headlines, personal urban drama, texas |
