We had a bit of a storm here in Dallas back in February. First it snowed, and then we got near-zero temperatures that overwhelmed the state’s power system.
Half of our apartment building lost power for 3 or 4 days. Our unit had a couple hours of power each day before plunging back into darkness for 12+ hours. Several of our neighbors were sleeping in their cars to stay warm. We also had a moment where a fire alarm forced everyone into the pitch-black hallways and outside into the cold.
Our building was spared major flooding from pipe bursts, but many buildings in the neighborhood weren’t so lucky. A lot of landscaping (particularly palm trees) was killed by the storm, and some of the area roads were torn up from flooding. Building contractors and landscapers are going to have a great year.
Of course this crap happened at the beginning of a work-week, which was a nightmare. I am the only Texas-based tax lawyer at my firm, so my coworkers didn’t quite understand what was going on until the East Coast newspapers picked up the story.
I had sad a moment were I was driving around Dallas in the snow, near-tears because I couldn’t find an open Denny’s or some other place with wifi. I eventually had to convince myself that I shouldn’t be hysterical over being unable to answer work emails during a natural disaster. People would either understand, or not, but it wasn’t in my control.
On the third day of the power outages, Michael and I started camping out at the formerly-canceled restaurant down the street. We were joined by a lot of our neighbors and friends who were also without power.
After four days, the power situation stabilized and I unburied myself from the emails that accumulated from that week. I received a few comments at work about my “time off” or “personal issue last week” — but no major repercussions. The worst thing that happened was that I had to throw out more than $400 in groceries bought during the weekend. But unlike so many of our neighbors, there was no flooding, water contamination, or dangerously-low indoor temperatures.
The dogs also didn’t seem to care — they just thought we were spending way too much time with them.
And that’s how we survived the Texas freeze of 2021.
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