Well I'm hunkered down here during the passage of Irma....now a "tropical storm" for us, but the wind and the rain outside is less than soothing and more a constant reminder of potential power loss and falling trees. We've had several meaningful flickers so far, and one brief 1-second power loss, but so far we've still got light. I've seen reports in our neighborhood of downed trees, but none near us yet. Pray that stays the case.
Hard to be too concerned about myself, though, when Florida had to take so much worse from the hurricane. Still...grateful that the family and friends I have in our neighbor state have checked in as OK.
I don't know if it's the weather pressure or the anxiety, but I had an enormous migraine Saturday night that has been a persistent headache, either prominently lurking behind my eyes or murmuring at the background, resisting all efforts of hydration and ibuprophen. Probably also contributing is the fact that I need to go pick up my new eyeglasses prescription, but....not going to happen today. Today I'm staying indoors and remaining thankful that my employer decided it'd be best for everyone to telecommute today. We'll see about tomorrow. The campus has already declared closure, and I'd rather stay in and be one less body in the way of emergency responders, if possible. Yet again, we'll hurry up and wait.
Progress on the new book is slow. I haven't had the energy/chance to get back to it after finishing Chapter Two right before Hurricane Dragon Con hit. I was going to do quite a bit of work on it this weekend, as I had no plans. Then my plans became Hurricane Irma plans, plus sheltering some friends from Florida. Sorry that the reason for the visit has been so dire, but pleased nevertheless to have such good company. I can't say I'm sorry to be playing RummiCube and sipping ginger tea with friends rather than writing. But I am getting anxious to get back to it. Two chapters is better than one is better than none, but there are eight more ahead of me, all flexing their muscles or rustling their feathers, eager to get finished.
I started rereading a Tamora Pierce novel,
Alanna, during the quiet of the pre-storm last night. And then to my delight discovered just this morning that a new Pierce novel is coming in the new year, about one of my favorite characters. Many excited, inarticulate noises were made at that revelation. So I think I'll keep rereading some Pierce works in preparation for the new one. I haven't had a new Pierce novel since
Battle Magic came out.
The rain and wind are picking up again. I love rain, and I love wind, but I'm pensive at the potential danger this particular storm causes, rather than cozy at being indoors while the elements fret themselves outside. It only adds a layer to my anxiety, like skim on the top of coffee. I probably shouldn't have had that second cup this morning. But when your friends make second breakfast for you, including bacon and eggs, well. You can't miss that opportunity!
