It has been 95 hours since we’ve had electricity and heat in our home and after 3 nights staying with friends, we are about at the end of our rope. It is not that we don’t have a place to sleep or food to eat but more that we don’t have a place to rest and work during the down time. It seems that the only place that I can get anything done is at the University or in my car, and neither are as comfortable as my kitchen table with all of my resources, computer files, and soft drinks just feet away. Furthermore, I am very worried about burglary and that constant threat hovers in the back of my mind each night before I go to sleep.

Then again, at least we aren’t in any significant physical danger. It could be far worse, so for that I am thankful. I know that I’ll be giving a bit more to the Salvation Army bell ringers but we still have our home and our health.

In the meantime, my theory students get the ‘grumpy’ teacher for the foreseeable future.