Morning Musings:
Woke up to sunshine and birds singing. It’s going to be another
beautiful day in Picacho. Meanwhile, we’ve been hearing from various sources
back in Michigan that the fit that Mother Nature threw over the weekend is
continuing to disrupt life. Roads are
closed because of trees and power lines being down. So, no power to lots of
people and towns.
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Kim is the point person for the Night Light Shelter, an overnight
shelter for men. The season runs from November through March, and he has a crew
of 4 men who handle all the issues that arise while we’re out here. It
officially should have closed for the season this morning at 8 a.m. He’s been
kept abreast of what’s happening with the shelter in light of the power outage.
A generator is being used to provide limited power to the shelter, so
it’s been decided to keep it open round the clock as long as the power outage
continues throughout the city. As soon
as the power is restored, the normal overnight schedule will be in play until
April 7th, which is an extension of one week.
I schedule the volunteers, so I have all email addresses, phone numbers,
etc. I’m the one who emails them when a need arises. Well, a need has arisen
(is that a word?) so I spent some of my morning writing an email detailing the
change to all the volunteers and asking for their help in covering the shelter.
Of course, communication by email will be totally ineffective if phones/computers
aren’t charged.
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The last gnome has been named George.
Buggy, George, and Helen Marie are up on the shelf. Soon to be put away
for travel.
Evening Update:
After our phone calls from people back home, we talked about if it was prudent to leave tomorrow as originally planned or stay a day or two longer. Marshal has the generator hooked up to the house so the fridge and freezer should be okay, and he turned the gas fireplace on, so the pipes won’t freeze. Since the temperatures are predicted to be above freezing for the foreseeable future, frozen pipes aren’t really a concern of mine. Anyway, our house is as secure as it can be…our presence isn’t going to make the power come on any quicker. In addition, I know that another round of winter yuck compounded by wind is predicted for Wednesday.
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Since we’re still sitting at the table and
have made no attempt to pack anything in preparation for leaving tomorrow, I’d
say we’re not leaving tomorrow. Kim
thinks Thursday. That gives us two more days here. Will have to talk to Felicia
tomorrow. There are only 14 campers left in the campground at this point so I
don’t think we’ll have any problems staying put for the next couple of days. I’m
done with needle felting gnomes and I don’t want to start another book at this
point, so we’ll have to find something to do tomorrow because just sitting in
the camper will feel like wasted time.
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I read some of the comments on the Great Lakes Energy FB page and was
astounded by the ignorance/rudeness of a woman who was ranting on Sunday
morning about linemen just sitting around in a parking lot doing nothing when
her power was out. I hate using this phrase for obvious reasons, but she was full-on
Karen, using capital letters and dropping the f-bomb in her post…all in a run-on
sentence three lines long. My first suggestion would have been that if she
wanted anybody to take her complaint seriously, she had to drop the entitled attitude,
tone down the cursing and, for Pete’s sake, use punctuation!
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This afternoon, I gave Tammy a ride to Mesa to pick up her mom from the
airport. Mesa is about an hour or so away, so we had plenty of time for girl
chatter. Then it was lunch in Casa
Grande before heading back to Picacho.
It was a fun afternoon.
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Not long after I got back, Kim grabbed paper plates and some plastic utensils
and said I had to go to the clubhouse with him. I knew what that meant…birthday
cake. So, Kim. Tammy, her mom, the Canadians, and the transplanted Alaskans celebrated
my birthday. It was an odd mix of people, but it was strangely fun to be sharing
birthday cake with strangers.
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Tomorrow is supposed to be windy. And windy out here brings the real possibly of dust storms, large or small. Hope it’s just a little wind not a big one.
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