22 September 2005

Rita: Thursday Evening

Derick made awesome chili for dinner...He has taken over my kitchen, and that is just fine with me. I am kind of wandering around delagating tasks and taking care of the weird shit that only I can do.

We went for a walk to survey the neighborhood this evening. It looks like less than a third of Stepford has headed outta Dodge, many people around, some plywooding, others doing like us and just preparing and trying not to freak out.









Puppies!

Some friends called last night to convince us to come to San Antonio or Austin. At this point, the highways are fucked up jammed packed, and there's no gas to be had. I would make it half way and just run out of gas. Now with my four cats, SHG's Boris, and the pups, that would SUCK. It's just not feasible. We will look in the morning and see what's going on.

I am not sure what to do. I am having aengst about being irresponsible. On the other hand, as SHG pointed out, each person here is an adult and we're all in agreement. With G-Hopp here, I too feel the weight of "running" heavy on me. As one friend put it, its not like we're gonna die, life just could be really miserable for a while. And that's true. I worry most about the wind. Of course, I want to be here to patch any breaches in the house.

By the way, THANK YOU to all who have called and emailed with concern and offers of help.

For now, I need to just collapse and rest.