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Thursday, September 14, 2017

Hurricane Irma: My Aftermath.

Some Floridians laugh about having to face hurricanes, like myself. Heck, we even throw hurricane parties...until we suddenly realize we might sit for three weeks in Florida heat with no air conditioning.
That's where I'm at.

The hurricane is over, thank God. I don't think Jose will hit us.

I shrug off hurricanes, at least until death or injury occurs, then I take it a bit more seriously. This is probably the first time I recall a hurricane affecting me enough to really bother me, though not on a devastating scale. Just an irksome one.

If there's one thing to know about me is I love one particular kind of existence. Quiet and solitary. I thrive on it. This week, I have neither of those things.

I moved over to my brother's house last week ahead of the hurricane. I haven't had a quiet day since. Between three screaming babies and two adults screaming at each other, (my brother and his girlfriend) it's been chaotic.

We had a generator..for a little while. Then the power came back and we lent it out. Then the air conditioner broke, got fixed, then broke again.

My house still doesn't have power and I had to postpone selling my dressmaker off of craigslist for another week.

So! To sum up: Staying in an un-airconditioned Florida home with both screaming kids and screaming adults,  (Not to mention the frequent F-bombs, my biggest pet peeve.) Day after day. My sleep...not great. My friends...not here.

Thankfully, April and Rob have found refuge at his girlfriend's house, who now has power and isn't very far from here. However, there is is no room for me (food and space wise) so I cannot be with them either.
I miss my computer. I miss Secondlife and my quiet existence.

I'm really quite convinced I don't want children and just want to live a solitary quiet life until I'm old and die.  This place is chaotic.

My iPod charger, my only one, wound up mysteriously missing from my purse and now I have to borrow Mom's. I've been binge eating from stress and boredom. (Worse situation to be binge eating in.) I'm moody as all get out from this on top of the dying heat.

Did I mention the lack of quiet? I NEED quiet practically to stay sane and content.

Oh, and not a complaint but we run internet here off of various hotspots from various phones from time to time. So there is the occasional Netflix and Hulu. I got Mom into LOST. Hahah. Not to mention, Stranger Things. I've been dying to show her it, and she loved that show to the end.

Anyway, very slowly and at a lot of times, I'm becoming something I don't like. Stressed and angry, and I get angry and frustrated, and a bit sad, about being that. I really hate being angry or frustrated. It does not suit me.

THANKFULLY, I brought my netbook as well as my iPod. This means I've still been writing, though not continuing my main novel yet. Just randomly get in the mood. So that's been helping.

Anyway, that's my update. I'm not writing this post-situation so even now, I'm still stressed. Every day has been waking up and spending a morning with crying children and high pitched cartoon voices. They kinda run amok....yeah. I love my nieces and nephew, don't get me wrong, I just REALLY miss what life was before all this mess.

I know people have it worse. My complaints are a bit arbitrary compared to worse ones, attributing to the devastation this hurricane had on other lives. I mean, there are people still without power. (Including my own house.) We got blessed, even though the air conditioner is busted. Sending prayers and healing up for those in need, in Jesus name, Amen!

Nonetheless, thanks for letting me rant and pray I get thankful.

At least it's supposed to be the last night tonight. I'm going to Mom's house, where it's quiet and the power is back. And there's an air conditioner. The problem is a food shortage there but I'll take it. I'll sleep through the hunger in a cold quiet place and be happy about it. :) The end. I'll let you know how that goes.

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