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Saturday - Blogging by Candle Light
Sep. 13th, 2008 08:36 am.
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Just as I worried would happen, I slept through the storm. I hate it when exciting things happen in the wee morning, when my rather rigid circadian rhythm dictates that I be unconscious. So I slept through the tree being uprooted in my front yard and missing the room that I slept in by inches, and I missed the tree that split in half and landed on the roof, leaving 4 holes that are making damp spots on the ceiling where I sit typing right now.
We lost power early, a good 5 hours before landfall, on when the pre-hurricane winds caused falling tree limbs to knock down the power lines. Our generator is giving us power to run the refrigerator, a few rooms, and the computer, so we aren't roughing it completely. The eye moved east and missed us by a few miles, so we didn't get the worst of the storm like we feared. (I'll post some photos later.)
My almost 4-year-old son looked out the front door and asked, "How we going to get out?" because of the downed tree and all the fallen branches. I told him maybe Daddy could move some of the stuff.
"We need to buy a crane," my son said, "We could use that to move the trees."
"Good idea," I said, "Jeff, put a crane on the shopping list."
Rather than wait for he roads (and our credit) to clear so we can buy a crane, he's on the roof with a chainsaw right now, trying to remove enough of the tree to cover up the holes with a tarp.
We're safe and sound, just a bit soggy and (if the generator goes out) in the dark.
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Just as I worried would happen, I slept through the storm. I hate it when exciting things happen in the wee morning, when my rather rigid circadian rhythm dictates that I be unconscious. So I slept through the tree being uprooted in my front yard and missing the room that I slept in by inches, and I missed the tree that split in half and landed on the roof, leaving 4 holes that are making damp spots on the ceiling where I sit typing right now.
We lost power early, a good 5 hours before landfall, on when the pre-hurricane winds caused falling tree limbs to knock down the power lines. Our generator is giving us power to run the refrigerator, a few rooms, and the computer, so we aren't roughing it completely. The eye moved east and missed us by a few miles, so we didn't get the worst of the storm like we feared. (I'll post some photos later.)
My almost 4-year-old son looked out the front door and asked, "How we going to get out?" because of the downed tree and all the fallen branches. I told him maybe Daddy could move some of the stuff.
"We need to buy a crane," my son said, "We could use that to move the trees."
"Good idea," I said, "Jeff, put a crane on the shopping list."
Rather than wait for he roads (and our credit) to clear so we can buy a crane, he's on the roof with a chainsaw right now, trying to remove enough of the tree to cover up the holes with a tarp.
We're safe and sound, just a bit soggy and (if the generator goes out) in the dark.
