Yesterday I had my own real life horror story.
We just bought a house so I have a lot of details to manage—utilities, mail forwards, insurance, purchasing appliances…
My computer fan died so I can’t turn it on. My phone also decided not to charge. At the tail end of a major blizzard, there was ice everywhere. But progress doesn’t stop, right?
I had to rent a van to move things. The day went great until the last stop. Google maps took us out in the middle of nowhere. We wound up stuck in the dark, freezing woods with flat cell phones. No one knew where we were.
As soon as I stopped swearing at the van and spinning the tires, my son mentions “This is how a lot of horror movies start…”
This morning is off to a better start. I borrowed a back up computer from my daughter. I figured out how to charge my phone with some precarious balancing of weights on the cord jack. The weather promises a thaw so we can retrieve the van and get on with things.
So, excuse my absence… I am back where I love to be (in front of my computer) rather then as a frozen corpse in the deep, dark woods. I like to write horror stories, not be in them!
You could have been (using a small flashlight) writing your growing discomfort and apprehensions out there in Nowhere stuck and freezing with no cell service!
But it’s too soon? You just want to get settled in right now!
Hope no more troubles!