Still here in Chicago. follybard
drove up to hang out with me today, which was both insane and amazingly cool. :) It was too wet to do much, so we sat in the room and ate portobello mushroom melt sandwiches while plotting the fate of the free world. The weather here is pretty wet, and it looks to get worse as the night progresses (flooding!), so we sent her off a little after 9pm.
This was, of course, assuming that I had a flight out of O'Hare early tomorrow morning. Alas, it is not to be! I finally found some evidence that IAH will not be open tomorrow (I'm pretty sure I've been saying that ALL DAY) and so I contacted the airlines to confirm. Yes, IAH is going to be closed tomorrow. No, there are no openings from here to there until Tuesday. Ouch!
Did I mention I was supposed to get home Friday? Did I mention I have no clothes left? At least there's a grocery store within walking distance. At least follybard
convinced me to buy an umbrella there this afternoon, so I'll stay moderately dry when I go back for provisions.
Trying to find the calm place, but it keeps eluding me. Am I a baby if I just want to cry?