It was time again this week for our yearly days long power outage. We were long overdue for one. Usually they start sometime in December. The storm Thursday night felt like a hurricane. I really thought the roof might let go at one point and I sleep directly under the roof so that would not have been good. We held out pretty well until about 11pm when we finally went dark. By some miracle, the kids didn't wake up when it happened like they normally do. They did wake up and notice at around 4am and that's when the terrified crying began. Good morning!
Here is the thermostat by Friday-It wasn't even registering anymore and I think the house was somewhere in the 40's. You see, when we lose power, we lose electricity, heat and our telephone. We also lose the sump pump in the basement but luckily it didn't get too wet down there. We just put more clothes on and carried on.
I think Peter barely noticed. I don't think he ever gets cold under that coat of fur. He might have noticed if his water dish iced over.
He is a very good heat source for others though. Grace has power outage hair.
When you can't see what's going on in your house because it's so dark, your house starts to look like this...
And you feed your children breakfast from Dunkin Donuts....
On Saturday morning, Tim and I started having our yearly debate/argument over finally going to a hotel or sticking it out. We didn't come to a decision and then not 10 minutes later the power trucks showed up. This was a big and welcome surprise because it's usually at least 3 days before we get power back. Why is this when we live in the middle(Okay, more the very edge) of the biggest city in the state and the power station is 2 miles from our house? Anyway, they showed up, cleaned up the neighbors tree that had caused the problem and we had power back 20 minutes later. I think the solution to this is to cut down every tree in the neighborhood but no one will agree to it.