Friday

Today we had school, and I made it there...for a while

Then the director found out I was feeling sick and told me to go home and go to the doctor.  (There was already a sub at school who ended up not being needed, so he was more than happy to take over my Spanish classes.)

The problem is that I don't feel all that sick right now, so coming home to rest is kind of a bother (even though I suppose it's a good idea).  The symptoms kind of come and go...

The plow came through our neighborhood last night to tackle the mud (the street had pooled their resources to pay for one to come).  It didn't do much, though, mostly spread the mud around again so no cars could pass through...So today the neighbors are out shoveling the mud into a pile while others trail behind to get what's left with a hose.  They are doing a good job.  We can actually see the pavement tiles now in the areas they have finished.  Maybe we will soon be able to walk down the street without getting our shoes covered in mud.  (How exciting!)

On the way to school we went through some of the harder hit areas.  They, too, are shoveling mud into piles, hauling it away in wheelbarrows, piling trash into central locations...

It's a process, but it's going...