YAY.
Last night, we heard a rumor that the power was back on our block, and decided to take our chances: we packed up all of our small creatures and hit the road, arriving home to a house that definitely had some not-so-fresh things in the refrigerator. Still no Internet, phone, or cable (what you see behind me is a local school; I’m sitting in the cafeteria in my winter coat getting some work done and giving the world’s tiniest thumbs-up so as not to look like I’m sitting here taking PhotoBooth pictures), but I’ll take it.
It’s so good to be home.
P.S. It is also so weird to miss election night and wake up wondering who your president is. I found out when I got in the car and turned on NPR at around 8AM, and immediately burst into tears.
