I'm so mad at my family for not evacuating, I find myself fighting to not wish them as much discomfort as possible so they will not be so stupid the next time around. I told them to come, I thought they would be coming, I went and drove all over New Town trying to find hotel rooms, since I had plenty of floorspace, but few actual beds (I was miraculously able to find one of those rooms you can rent at a weekly rate, which I went ahead and did). And I cleaned my house!!! For anyone who knows me, they know how much that put me out.
But no family. Two of our friends, being sane, came up with their two kids and stayed with us for a night. They had a hotel room for the next night and this evening, but depending on the power situation in Houston, they may end up staying with us for another night or two. And they are welcome for as long as they need, as is anyone else.
The main problem is the lack of power. 4.5 million people are without it and everyone I talked to is in the dark and heat and humidity, just thankful it wasn't any worse.
The main reason I made Jethro leave for Rita was because I didn't want to be stuck for weeks without AC. I don't do well in this climate. I can run around in freezing weather, but the heat just kills me. I'm a white girl with a genetic history that is just screaming for peasant work in the frozen hinterlands of Eastern Europe. Mmmmm..... potatoes......
And boy howdy do I digress.
Everyone I talked to seems to be okay for now, but the damage is extensive. Some had their windows blown in, some are flooded, my sister-in-law's fence blew over, and everyone is hot.
I'm thankful everyone is safe. They are welcome to come up here, but I am not going back to Houston until the power is on. I will help clean up then, if they still need it.
Personally, I'm exhausted from worrying and a headache I always seem to get whenever there is a low pressure system hovering in the Gulf, so I'll write more when I know more (if it's interesting).
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