What did you do today, Cottage Girl?

Well, since you asked so nicely, let me tell you.

It was another one of those crazy camp days.

It all started yesterday. It started raining, no make that POURING, at about 4 or 5 pm. And it didn't stop until about that same time today. It was mixed in with some high winds and VERY high tides. I didn't venture off the peninsula, but I hear it was like white water rafting down the roads around here.

So it rained and rained and rained some more. I woke up and headed to work at the usual time. But I wasn't greeted with the usual day. Oh, no. You see, the power had gone out in almost all of the remaining buildings and areas of camp including all the rest of the staff housing (which also meant no internet....oh, the HORROR!!!). Now this is annoying in itself, one would think. However, this was only the tip of the so called iceberg.
I arrived to find several fellow staff members sloshing around the basement of our big Lodge, which houses 2 of our most important offices. The lovely pumps that keep our basement dry when it turns into a deluge outside were.....that's right.....not running because the power was out. Lovely. There was about a foot of water in the entire basement. AND it was still pouring.

We spent a while trying to save ultra important documents, radios, video cameras, display boards and various other things. Not the way you want to begin your week, right?! After this fun time, the power was still out, so we all went home. The cottage became the refugee camp for the day and us cottage dwellers threw our door open to all who would come and warm themselves in our heat-filled, dry (except for one area where our roof was leaking...again.) abode. We all had dinner together and sat around and talked. It was nice.

The power finally came back on at 8pm tonight. It was another adventure filled day. Ah, the wonder of living at the end of the peninsula and not being cared about by the power company.

I don't even want to think about the clean up tomorrow. Groannnnnn...