(Delay in posting because their was a snowstorm in New England that blew out everyone's power for a friggen week. I wrote this in a word document during the snowstorm as a note to my best friend who was up in college and I had no way of contacting because phones and cellphones were also down.)
Yesterday (10/30/11) I went to work at 4:15PM – Grandma refused to bring me because it was snowing badly outside and trees had begun to fall. My creepy step-uncle finally agreed to bring me, and it was chaotic trying to get there because there was a tree and a bunch of powerlines on the borderline road of Avon and Canton (and they’re still down – in fact, there are a BUNCH of powerlines down there). He told me he wouldn’t bring me home and that if I couldn’t find a ride home, I was stuck. I got there and the store was steadily busy for a while. After about an hour, Johann shows up out of the blue with an early anniversary present (which was chocolate, haha). So when I told him how I was going to be stranded, he told me to ask my boss if I could just go while he was there. My boss let me go, which is good because by the time I got home (about 5:30PM) my house had no power and my mom and brother were not too happy about it. Johann had to go to work even though he KNEW there wouldn’t be any flights or anything, so I stuck around my house and Grandpa and my uncle came over and hooked up the generator so that we would have limited power. As we speak I’m running my laptop on it’s battery (which I’ve been trying to do as much as possible because it would absorb a lot of power and I only have one working outlet in my room (out of four) which currently has a lamp running from it while I’m typing).
Well, I had told Johann to text me so I would have something to do with no power. But after he left I checked my phone only to find it had no service (and continues to have no service…) even though it worked when I was at ShopRite, so I called him on my house phone to let him know. Johann told me that the roads were bad (and even though I was in the kitchen on the only working phone in my house where people could hear me) I insisted he leave Jack in possession, because Jack is the one with the obsessive survival instincts. So Jack took over, and I let them go to work. (Thankfully no one in my family was paying enough attention to hear me call him that)
Jack calls me back around 8:00PM telling me that he’s been told to go home early, and for the next four hours he keeps calling me to update me with progress of where he is – he says he wants me to know in case anything happens to him, and lots of roads were blocked off due to trees falling EVERYWHERE (in fact, there are trees allllllll over my yard right now…). So at about…1:00AM I get another call saying that he’s had to stop somewhere because all the roads are blocked off. I told him okay, hung up, and went back to watching a movie (which I had been watching since 10:00PM, and I continuously watched all night until he got home because we had no cable). At about 2:00-something I got another call saying he had gotten farther but had been stopped because a tree had just fallen in the road and he had to wait for them to move it. I told him okay and went back to my dvds. 3:00-something I get a call where Jack just started crying and told me he was scared and just wanted to go home. But that his truck was stuck in a snowpile and he couldn’t get it out – he had broken his shovel trying. (And Jack admitted tonight when we went out for supplies and such that it was him and not Johann like I had thought, telling me, ‘I know what I’m doing tonight. I lost my head last night, and I’m not proud of it…I should have just…stayed calm. That’s what you’re supposed to do. If you stay calm and keep a level head you’ll survive, and I didn’t…’) So I tried to comfort him as best as I could (because none of them get emotional easily ._. and I was scared for them too). While we were on the phone some plow-driver drove past an...
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