We were very lucky. I lost DSL about seven last night, and as we were watching the DVD of “Hidalgo” (not my selection) the power went out just as Viggo the Idiotarian crossed the finish line.

After that, as Bulwer-Lytton would write, it was a dark and stormy night. I think that once again, just like Frances, we were in the southern eye wall. No flooding, and by morning, the wind was down to a dull roar, and we could go out to survey damage, of which there was little. We heard on the radio that a million people were without power in Florida, and that eighty percent (of which we were a part) of Palm Beach County was in that state. We didn’t expect to get power for a few days, under the circumstances, so I was (almost literally) shocked when it came back on about half an hour ago. So we didn’t even lose it for twenty-four hours.

Considering what the folks up north have been through, we feel very, very lucky. We’ve taken down plywood and shutters, and perhaps we can finally get back to normal. Though, since I’ve only been here a month or so, this (watching for storms, preparing for storms, going through storms) is starting to feel normal to me. Perhaps now we can get to something much better than normal.