Give thanks for the lovely generator. All praise the fossil fuels, and spare cash.
Today was _supposed_ to be this lovely day, 4 hours of child care, get my hair cut, go down to the Brookline Reading Group. With the ice storm, I almost lost child care, but she is here and will leave early. I called R. and told him he'd better drive home while it was still light, because an icy tree branch _broke off and landed on my windshield_ on my way to Milford to get my hair cut. Once at the salon, I learned, not surprisingly but still depressingly, that the Incident with the Chlorine damaged my hair. Extensively. *sigh* It's really nice that our water no longer smells like dead fish. Next time R. has to treat the well, however, I'm going to insist on a chlorine test. I could smell chlorine; he couldn't. Turns out, he'd probably burned out his nose with all the bleach he'd been sniffing. I took a shower to get the last of the chlorine off from swimming the day before with Teddy and it was worse than _any_ pool I'd ever been in. Three days of rinsing but not shampooing (I didn't dare) my hair and adding conditioner did not do enough to correct matters. I now have Product that is supposed to help, and shorter hair. I am NOT optimistic.
The windshield did not break. I am still stunned.
When I got home, the power was out, so I called R. back and he explained how to turn it on. It took a bit longer to turn over than usual, but it's pretty cold out so that's no surprise. I really should go put the car in the garage now that I can get the door open.
Reading group is cancelled. *sigh* And here I went to all that effort to read the durn thing and then got sucked into research on top of it.
