Jan 20 2023
Shelter
The storms kept kicking our collective asses. Rain, wind, thunder and lightning were an unlovely cocktail, and even when the power was on, I feared it would go off, stripping my life and house of its very thin veneer of civilization and plunging me into cold and darkness yet again.
The dreaded monthly Board meeting, which in my menopausal years has replaced my period as the thing I look forward to least each month, was looming on the horizon. They are done by Zoom, as so many meetings are these days, so I was concerned that my internet would go out before or during the meeting.
I decided to stay in town, at a hotel near work. Fortunately for me, I have friends in high places. Well, a friend. He manages some of the nicest hotels in town, and let me have a room at a prix d’ami. He also told me that many PG&E workers were staying there – they have a staging site set up near the coastal trail in town, and have brought sufficient generators to power the downtown part of the Big Town – so I figured if the power went out, it would be restored more quickly there than at home.
It was nice to swap a 40 minute drive for a 2 minute one, and I enjoyed the room:
It had a kitchenette, which was nice:
and a lovely view of the stormy harbor, by day:
and night:
I missed the cats, but it was nice to have reliable power and a shorter commute for a couple of days. I was glad to get home to the kitties, though, and even happier that so far, the power has stayed on. For now.
A YEAR AGO: Stopping to smell – well, admire – the flowers.
FIVE YEARS AGO: Sometimes, getting home isn’t easy
TEN YEARS AGO: Getting a photo taken for work.
TWENTY YEARS AGO: The joys of visiting Chicago.
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