5 Acres of Solitude

I’m glad I’m not the complaining type cuze I’d be embarrassed to hear myself crab about not getting any rain out of  hurricane Ike. Too many people are still suffering for me to be concerned about our drought. The before hurricane hoopla around here ended up being an small adventure for QT Pie and me. We spent the night on the deck of the new house. Watched the weather reports all night and enjoyed the cool breeze that swept through the dog trot. That was it. I was grateful. We slept the next day. Spending our first night at the house made me want to move into the bedroom side as soon as the bathroom is finished. Cabinets are in. Washer/dryer is in. Incinerator toilet is in. Sink is in. Most of the tile is done. Need a plumber. Having a stand up shower and a W/D would change my life. QT and I are getting a little claustrophobic in the Airstream. Love, Lynne  

Hurricane Ike is coming. Latest reports say it will hit land early Saturday, probably in the Galveston area. Ordinarily I’d just be hoping for rain here. But there’s a chance we will get very high winds too. If there is anything I hate to be is stupid. And I don’t like being afraid either. Maybe I’ll stick with alert to advice and prepared. I did my grocery shopping yesterday, but I had to go back for cookies. I’m staying home this morning to do what I can and stay off of the packed highways. Scores of people are slowly making their way to the Austin area. Many shelters are already full. News is full of interviews with people who took what they valued and left their homes. I was in Conroe when Hurricane Rita evacuees jammed the highways for hours and hours. At that time I chose dealing with the hurricane over dealing with the traffic. I felt brave deciding to ride out the hurricane. As it turned out we didn’t get much more than a stiff breeze. This time Ive decided to honker down in my new house. It’s the sturdiest building I know for one thing. Not staying in the Airstream seems like a no brainer. I am packing my bags, taking the things I’d miss most if the Airstream blew to Kansas. I’m most concerned about flying debris around the new house.  Jess and Tucker are coming today to help me deal with piles of wood and equipment. I’m taking my bedrolls and rubber mattress and little tv. And my cookies. Pretty exciting………….Love, Lynne