8 days later

Oct 31, 2005 15:19

Thanks to hurricane Wilma, we were without electricity for 8 days. I've never felt so cut off from the rest of the world in my entire life. I feel like I just auditioned for Survivor and I didn't win a damn thing, except a tiny piece of my sanity. This hurricane season I've found that panic usually starts to set in around day 3. I can only describe this as the closest I've come to living in a Third World Country. I've learned the 'art' of taking a cold shower. If only I knew how to make dreadlocks, I could have done that a few days ago. Attempting to drive has been like a sick computer game because of all the traffic lights that are either out or blown away from the storm. All the experts are arguing about what the actual wind speed was and why all the power poles cracked like matchsticks. South Florida sustained the most damage from Wilma (allegedly a category 2-3) since Hurricane Andrew in 1992 and Andrew was a category 5. Why? I don't freakin care why! I just wanted my power back on!! We have played so many games of Digimon Trivial Pursuit (thanks to Amie) that we have been through all of the 4000+ questions at least twice. Most of south Florida has basically cancelled Halloween. I've lost a week of work and 8 days of my life that I can never get back. Damn you Wilma! I could ramble on here forever about how miserable I've been for the past 8 days, but I won't. I'm just thankful that my family are all okay and that we now have our beloved power restored. It does seem a little twisted that our lives would be returned to some sort of normalcy on what is known as The Day of The Dead. heh.

p.s. - Happy Birthday Frank Iero of MCR! :)
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