Powerless

That’s what we’ve been since 7:30AM Sunday morning.  Thanks, Irene.  Don’t bother doing the math, that puts us at day six.  You don’t appreciate the simple pleasures until they’re no longer at your fingertips.  It’s amazing how easily a little filth on the floor and dishes in the sink can sway one’s mood.  We’ve got a generator, so I can sneak in a shower a day…but the slick, wet hair thrown in a bun for work is a throwback to my high school years and one that feels unprofessional, at best.  I can’t wait to be able to run a load of laundry, cook some normal food, and wash our dusty floors.

Here’s a look at Killington’s base lodge, may it rest in peace:

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