Two other notes:

1. Other casualties of the storm were two of my rubber duckies. When the power went out, I put a lit oil candle in the bathroom, so as to have a little bit of light. Unfortunately, I set it on a shelf with another shelf above it (I wasn't quite awake at this time) and the flame heated up the glass of the top shelf, causing two of the ducks to fry. By the time I noticed, the bottoms were crusty and black, and the bathroom smelled of burning rubber. Wunnerful.

2. I've finally started to consider purchasing a couch, or a love seat, or at the very least a fluffy comfy chair. Not sure where I'd put one, and it will certainly add to the bitch that is moving, but there is something about always sitting in hard wooden chairs that loses its charm after awhile. I've had guests twice in the past week, and nothing says hospitality like "Hey buddy, pull up a folding chair and stay awhile!" Yeah.