Sunday, January 31, 2016

It was a dark and stormy night

It was a dark and stormy night. Sounds like the beginning of a novel.

Actually, it is a dark and stormy night in Tucson. As I write this, thousands of people are without power and the wind is howling. It's also dark outside.

Our power is still on. We're a few blocks east of the eastern boundary of the power outage.

Earlier tonight, the usual dinner and grocery store run took place. I was solo today because Anthony wasn't feeling like going anywhere. That poor guy suffers from occasional anxiety and most of the time he fights through it. Today wasn't one of those days.

I ate dinner at Culver's alone. I wasn't really alone, the dining room was pretty full of people. But none of them asked me how my day was or ate the pickle slice I normally give Anthony because I don't care for pickles.

Anthony gave me a list for the grocery store of the stuff he wanted. I always worry that I'm going to get the wrong thing when he sends a list with me and he'll be annoyed when I come home. Apparently I did fine today, he was only annoyed that I was giving the dog cheese out of the refrigerator while I was putting away the groceries.

Hopefully the power stays on through the night. It's no fun sleeping without power. Sure, the lights are off but there's the what-if I wanted to turn one on and I can't.

The seat Anthony would have been sitting in
if he came with me to eat dinner