Been busy. Been worried. Been writing.
This was not the post I'd intended to share, today, trust me. :-D
I came home, yesterday, around 5pm, to find my apartment building surrounded by 7 fire trucks.
Quick thinking residents had grabbed emergency water hoses and fought the fire until the pros arrived; If the wind had shifted and been as gusty as it was 2 hours later...
My first thought was for my cats, my second was for my laptop and I sent a prayer up to God as I went around the building only to see a hook & ladder in the aftermath of a 3rd floor apartment fire that had occurred 2 hours earlier.
My 2nd floor apartment being on the opposite end of the building I went to check on my cats. All the excitement and running around by the humans done with they had returned to their afternoon naps.
My relief was overwhelming; What ever else will happen in the days ahead the most important things in my life were safe... That was all that mattered.
The power was out until just after noon this morning so everyone had to cope as best they could:
Some folks took their pets and went to homes of family or friends, others, like me, hunkered down for the night in our apartments.
One baby suffered the indignity of having its diaper changed by his mom as she sat outside in a chair; he will be forever grateful no photo evidence of his embarrassment exists.
A fine young woman, just home from work, wailed about not being able to take a shower.
One man expressed concern about being without electricity for the night.
I told him...Look, my friend, most of our ancestors did without it all their lives, so we can go a day or 2; After all we are Americans! More importantly, we are TEXANS!
I took a shower, in near darkness, and the water was not THAT cold, for crying out loud! My balls didn't shrivel so her tits would not have fallen off, Jeez...
The battery in my flashlight also decided not to perform so I had to feel my way down the hall when the hall lights were finally turned off by electricians for the night.
I went to the apartment complex computer cafe to share the news via email and on my Facebook, then went back home.
The other day, at work, I saw a message t-shirt that said, "keep calm & carry on". It was almost as if I was meant to see it.
That message came back to me, yesterday evening.
It dawned on me that I could still use my laptop, with its 3 hours stored power, unplugged, so I settled down, at my desk, to continue work on editing a story I recently wrote and plan to soon share. I continued transfering the 24 hand-written pages to a word document until the apartment got too dark.
I then got the brilliant idea of moving my table out into the hall and continuing using the hall light. That worked until someone turn it off.
With an hour of light available outside...I relocated to the 2nd floor walkway.
It was then that I soon got lucky.
A neighbor on my floor, a young man of Indian descent, came home from work and was willing to take a couple of photos, using his cell phone, to send to my email.
While some of my neighbors were freakin' out I kept calm and carried on.