I consider it a blessing that our office had electricity and the other amenities, thus allowing for us to provide a respite for our colleagues' families. The children (numbering eight, I think, at our max) handled the situation quite well, hunkering down in our conference room, which has a TV, and a large table which allowed them to do various projects. The youngest members (our two grandsons) made the whole office their own, crawling (Caden, who will be one in less than three weeks) and walking (Brady, who turned three in August) around, visiting with everyone.
I guess it's called making the best of it, and I think we have and will continue to do so.
While the gasoline lines are quite long, and many remain without power (and of course too many suffered very badly), we will continue to count our blessings and be patient with those dedicated souls who are working to return our lives to normalcy.