For some of those who haven't heard, we had some high winds in Connecticut yesterday. Midday, my husband texted to let me know we lost power. Okay--we have a generator, so we function, but there are a few things we can't do like laundry, the internet, and baking. Later, on my way home, I was supposed to stop and get steak tips to grill. I'll be a good wife, I thought to myself. It's raining and windy. Who wants to grill? I'll get lasagna instead so we can cook inside. I was almost home when I realized that heating up the lasagna would not be possible. Sigh.
And then, I went to turn on to our street. I was ready for coffee and a bathroom, so I was particularly annoyed to see a road closure sign and a utility person on the road.
"Where is the tree down?" I asked. "This is my street."
He explained where it was, and yep, it was inconveniently between the corner and my house. I turned around to drive the twenty minute route around to the other side of the street.
By the time I got to turn on my street, I really needed that bathroom. I was two driveways from home when more blue lights appeared. Another tree. Down on the OTHER side of my driveway.
Sometimes getting home is harder than you might think!
Since I couldn't get home and one of my daughters wanted to come home for dinner from college (she's about a half hour away) I headed toward her. As long as I sat still, I could make it until I could use her bathroom.
She was happy, it was great to spend car time with her, and when we got to our street, one of the trees was cut up enough to make it to our driveway.
Happy Day 3!