YoungHeart1980!

I hope everyone is doing okay. We’re okay. We go into day 2 without power, again. My cell phone has no more charge. The hubby left at 7am to go to work. My job closed its doors since yesterday. The house stays fairly cool, it’s well sealed, one of the reasons why I chose this house. I hear my neighbors cleaning up early in the morning. I feed my son breakfast and I leave him in the SUV charging my phone. He was entertained playing Roblox.

I started to clear and clean the front yard from debris. At about 10am it was already 97 degrees. It’s hot! Once done I got cleaned up and played monopoly with my son and had lunch.

Without much sleep and having been out in the sun cleaning the yard I was dozing off. My son was playing with his plush toys and wrestling with them. I assumed he was happy and okay and still cool in the house. I didn’t feel it was hot. I got up after an hour and asked my son if he wanted to go out and venture for our lunch/dinner. He immediately said yes and changed his mood to “let’s get out of here.”

He began to tear up because he missed his dad and then he shared it was too hot in the house for him. I felt like the worst mom ever! We drove around and found a Popeyes and he was so happy, we were lucky the line wasn’t long. The gas station lines and restaurants open had long lines and crowds. Many were still without power. He was so happy with his chicken sandwich and with bags in tow I called my in-laws and headed over to their house. We spent the night with them. I still feel bad thinking back, watching him cry, broke my heart. Dad arrived at about 8pm or so and enough time for them to share a moment and it was off to sleep. We are certainly blessed. All the Best!