A week offline

Hello - it's been a while. Last Sunday, before the storm, J and I, along with a reluctant Avedon, evacuated our apartment under mandatory orders. I wasn't sure what to expect. I assumed the power would go out and maybe we'd lose water. But I was expecting things would be fine after the storm passed. As some of you know, I live VERY close to the water. So close that, in fact, our street and building experienced heavy flooding, about 5-6 feet during the surge. Every ground floor apartment and business establishment in the neighborhood sustained pretty bad flooding damage.

We were lucky. Despite that we went a full week without power, heat, or hot water (well they're still working on that one), we are among the lucky.

Before the power came on yesterday evening, I was in pretty low spirits. My body ached from walking all over the city during the day time to avoid being in our depressing apartment, I was incredibly anxious about all the work I was missing out on and all the emails that needed my attention, and I was just damned tired of breathing in so many candle fumes. Then the fridge started to buzz and there was an energy in the air. I was very cautiously optimistic, afraid that if I exclaimed that the power was back on, it'd go away.

But now that I'm slowly getting back in the swing of things, I am incredibly thankful that I still have a place to call home. My little apartment is still standing and well. I can't even imagine having to rebuild from scratch and I feel terrible for those who lost everything.

Thank you to everyone who emailed or tweeted or got in touch with concerns. It's so so good to be back!