Now it's a weekend.
My neighbors all have their power back. Now everyone can be more calm.
Some high-quality things have happened today: a particular student of mine has become another year older; I have discovered the true gorgeousness of Google Books if one is, say, a Victorianist getting ready to teach a particular course for her department and does not want to make her students pay billions of dollars for bad editions of Victorian ephemera; I have launched back into Wilkie Collins for the first time in ages; I had my first chance to make long-distance kissy faces at a very small person of whose spiritual life I have sworn to take care. In all, a darned good day.