Powerless

Well, the bomb cyclone has arrived and Sylvia and I find ourselves now without power. Since we live on the fifth floor, and the elevators are not working, we are stuck here at home for the duration. For now we have enough light, as I have opened all the blinds to their fullest extent, but I fear that we will be getting colder and less able to see as the time goes by, because I only have two flashlights and two candles to provide light through the evening and the night. It is my hope that when I wake up in the morning the power will have returned. But this has meant missing my chance to see the twins today, which makes me sad.