The heat index is 109 and I still have no power. St. Louis is like a ghost town - you drive down streets and the only light comes from your headlights.
The cafe at my work was without power, so I tried to go out to lunch - and finally, the third place that we thought to go was open. The first bar my group tried to go to for happy hour was sans power, so we had to go somewhere else. And for dinner (I know this sounds like a lot of going out - but I can't spend more than 5 minutes in my apartment without the fear of dying from heat exhaustion, and um, I certainly can't cook there. Did I mention I don't have power yet?), the first four places we tried to eat at were closed, and the "Pizza Haus" we ended up at was seeing more business tonight than they'd seen in the past six months.
I wasn't all that worried about the power outage - it's not like we're in Katrina situations here. Only a half million customers are without power, and it's obvious that people are working to restore power. But then they called in the National Guard. I started to wonder then if I should be looting. Or at least more worried about the state of affairs.
Matt called me at 5, telling me he'd gone home and no, the power was not on yet. I stopped by the house at 7, and found similar results. I thought that maybe the house was livable, but within 5 minutes of walking in, I was drenched in sweat. And, honestly, the fact that I can't take a step without my flashlight is getting a little old.
It's 11:10, and I was just by the apartment again. For the purpose of picking up supplies for the night - but secretly I was hoping that the power would have reared to life. When the top of my apartment building came into sight, a dark black hole behind the bright aura of the Chase Park Plaza, I almost burst into tears.
We're only at about 30 hours without power, and already it's unbearable. I feel like such a wimp, because it's "unbearable" even though I spent 8 hours today in my air conditioned work, and I'm currently sitting in the high tech computer lab at Matt's school.
BUT. Tomorrow is my last day at work. And also: The day that the power will return to the Tramore Castle. I'm off to sleep at my friend's house.
(And everyone in St. Louis, and the rest of the country that's under a heat advisory? Stay cool. I was going to say, "Stay classy," but I thought that might be too much.)