Mr. H came home from work early yesterday. On Wednesday's, he usually just meets us at church. He wanted to check on the generator. I didn't realize that the generator was still up at our place after Katrina. It belongs to the Sr. H's.
The reason for the concern is that when the water came up in Ocean Springs 3 years ago, this generator went under water. We rescued it, cleaned it up, flushed it out, and then used it for a day or two. We ended up heading to Dallas for Mr. H to work from there for about a week and a half. By the time we got back, our power was back on. The Sr. H's didn't need it, as they are right on Hwy 90 and are in one of the first areas to get power restored.
The girls and I went to church, leaving him there to check on things. If that one didn't work, he was going to head over to Mobile to see if he could locate a new generator. I figured he'd miss prayer meeting and probably choir practice, too. We were still singing the opening hymn when he came in. He leaned over to me and said, "It started on the first pull!"
I guess we're as ready as we'll ever be.