I was living in a second floor garage apartment in The Heights then. I woke up the next morning and looked out the door. A large tree with a power line wrapped around it was blocking the stairs.
Not that many people were going to work that day, or for several days after.
Ah, Houston in August with no air conditioning. After two days of that I said to heck with it, told my boss I was going on vacation and went to visit my brother and his family in Austin until they began to get the power back on.
Two teens hu? And yet, your sanity seems largely intact.