It’s been a bit of an interesting weekend, as I’m sure it was for many of you who live in Ohio or any of the other midwest states. A 30% chance of rain turns into near hurricane force winds that rival the windstorm of four years ago. I’m forced to hunker down in a McDonald’s during the worst, part of my tulip tree falls on my house, power is out into Saturday and I consider myself one of the lucky ones (no damage to myself, my loved ones, or the house, so yeah, lucky!)
That all being said, on a weekend where I wasn’t sure if I would have power to write you, I haven’t been especially productive on the non-fiction, programming, or even this thing called living. Holed up watching Alien movies when power is on, playing rummy when it is not, and occasionally bravely venturing for food has been my basic existence.
But it hasn’t been all that bad. In fact storms have had their role in myself and the little red haired girl’s relationship. Our first valentine’s day, snow cancelled OSU, and we spent the day together sipping hot chocolate and playing Risk. During the aforementioned windstorm, I was over for a date the last few months before our wedding and spent the night on the couch after candlelit dinner. If I’m gonna be stuck with anyone, it is ten times better if it is her, even when I’m stressed and have a hard time pulling myself out of a slump.
It probably won’t surprise you to learn that I’m a little technology centric. Even though it’s also my job, I spend a lot of my weekend relaxing with computers, TV, and the like. And while I did still manage to do that this weekend, I also had a lot of time to think about other kinds of fun, reading, talking, playing cards and staying up. I’m too young yet to be a fuddy-duddy, and maybe sometimes I need an outage to remind me of that.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to see if my wife would like to continue our game (I’m this close to beating her).