Tired and Cranky
Jan. 6th, 2003 02:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgGot to bed late last night due to game suckage, and tried like hell to ignore the windows rattling from the wind...and failed. That wind was narsty - hard, gusting and constant...all night long.
Sure enough, we're without power when the phone rings at 4:45 AM -
When we go outside, it looks like someone used our quad for a bowling alley with the trees as pins. I counted at least six down, some having fallen on others. The big ones. The old ones. Eucalyptus and pine...all gone. I tried to tell the guys from the tree service (who were already there with chain saws at 6:00 ayem) to save me some for firewood - but who knows. They were beautiful trees, and every year when the Santa Anas blow, we lose another one.
I fully expect to come home and have to empty the refrigerator and the freezer from losing power too long to keep them cold and frozen. Blech.
Power lines were down everywhere. Getting to work was an experience...I don't think I've been down many of those streets more than once before, and I've been here since 1988.
Cranky don't cut it. Poor Jim was shell-shocked by the time we got to Bellflower.
After getting the first call from younger brother, Jim called his older brother (who scared the crap out of us) then his mother, who then called younger brother, who then called us and we pointed him back to older brother, who then called and left voicemail to the effect he wanted a piece of Jim...and then the sister who lives near Mom called us and gave us the straight poop.
Mom is driving her nuts. She's being the perfect passive-aggressive and driving her nuts. Okay. We're going to take steps. Lucky for me, Jim is a quick study. Can you say "assertiveness training" and "addiction"? Stay tuned.
And I'm tired. I didn't sleep well at all, I've been on edge too much the last week and I'm female. Leave it at that.
I'm thinking about the new house and what I'd like to do, what I'll have to do and what I want to do...and wondering how it all will be. I've been in this place almost as long as I was in the house I grew up in - and it's burned down twice and been rebuilt a different place each time.
But it was less than 15 minutes from there to work this morning - I checked.
So tired. The last thing I want to be right now.
Sure enough, we're without power when the phone rings at 4:45 AM -
When we go outside, it looks like someone used our quad for a bowling alley with the trees as pins. I counted at least six down, some having fallen on others. The big ones. The old ones. Eucalyptus and pine...all gone. I tried to tell the guys from the tree service (who were already there with chain saws at 6:00 ayem) to save me some for firewood - but who knows. They were beautiful trees, and every year when the Santa Anas blow, we lose another one.
I fully expect to come home and have to empty the refrigerator and the freezer from losing power too long to keep them cold and frozen. Blech.
Power lines were down everywhere. Getting to work was an experience...I don't think I've been down many of those streets more than once before, and I've been here since 1988.
Cranky don't cut it. Poor Jim was shell-shocked by the time we got to Bellflower.
After getting the first call from younger brother, Jim called his older brother (who scared the crap out of us) then his mother, who then called younger brother, who then called us and we pointed him back to older brother, who then called and left voicemail to the effect he wanted a piece of Jim...and then the sister who lives near Mom called us and gave us the straight poop.
Mom is driving her nuts. She's being the perfect passive-aggressive and driving her nuts. Okay. We're going to take steps. Lucky for me, Jim is a quick study. Can you say "assertiveness training" and "addiction"? Stay tuned.
And I'm tired. I didn't sleep well at all, I've been on edge too much the last week and I'm female. Leave it at that.
I'm thinking about the new house and what I'd like to do, what I'll have to do and what I want to do...and wondering how it all will be. I've been in this place almost as long as I was in the house I grew up in - and it's burned down twice and been rebuilt a different place each time.
But it was less than 15 minutes from there to work this morning - I checked.
So tired. The last thing I want to be right now.
