I was trying to take a nap around 230pm today, but this cold spot appeared by me (though the rest of my place was warm, I know that.) and made me
uncomfortable. I finally got up and decided to look at my computer screen. Face Book news feed.
In there, an MSM story/announcement, 5 minutes in. Said the water to my town is nixed, due to "structural failure", which turns out to be a failed
pump for sewage. And there is no estimate on when we will have water of any kind. To 9,100 residents. We are not supposed to flush toilets.
I was wearing a jammy housedress type of thing. I threw pants and coat on, already had shoes on, hair up, unwashed face, etc,
grabbed my bank card and phone (forgot my keys and I came back locked out) and ran (cause I don't have a car) to the grocery store across the street.
Many people were pouring in and grabbing drinking waters 3 ft high in their carts. It was shopping pocalypse like with the grocers down South, due
to the snow. I got some water and ran the big steel cart home, and through some snow patches, was a hellish labor, for a minute. People who missed
water were eyeing others with it. Right after I checked out, the manager closed the store. I had to call a maintenance man who lived across town, to
let me back in. When I came in, I was watching all the updates on FB and googling. I saw that right after I got my own store water, every business
was rapidly closing up, and sending everyone home. Now it's a ghost town.
During that time, I overheard people saying to each other, this situation could be from a few days to a couple weeks.
I had a cat, but he is at my mom's. I'll explain that later. So, in here, he had this large plastic tub full of catlitter, because he's a big boy,
19 lbs. It's still there, and now, I am going to be going #2 in it.
Jan 4, me and 61 other residents were pulled from our beds at 430am, because of some water main and boiler issues. It turns out that we did not get
to return for 2 weeks. Those without family's accommodations were put in a motel and my mom came and got me. (I took my fur baby of course, and long
story short, he is adopted by mom, (her request,) due to my severely bad allergies to kittycats.)
I kept having a GUT (lol) feeling that some other shoe was going to drop, in regards to a living situation 'apocalypse' again.
This article link tells about this, and it will show where I am so that intriguing ATS guys can come hunt me down and stalk me, (NOT!) and my old fat
ass. That's okay, I haven't dated in 17 years. If I'm not silly, I might start to pannick. That's all.
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