We sat through the storm without ill effect. The next day, we had a look outside. A war zone, but nothing like Galveston, thank goodness. My back yard was full of huge limbs from the tree that shaded my house for 25 years, and we have some roof damage, but that's all. We have water and sewer service. The weather is amazingly cool for this time of year, so we're not suffering.
Ironically, the people across the street from us have power and have had it for three days. Judy is washing sheets and towels in someone's house now. Naturally I envy those with power. Even worse, the streetlight in my yard, not 40 feet from my bedroom, is working just fine. We have no idea when we'll get power.
We're leaving town on Friday, power or not. I don't know when I'll update the blog again, but thanks to all who've expressed sympathy for my plight. Believe me, when I hear about Galveston and some of the smaller communities that no longer even exist, I feel very lucky.
I'll be back.