The Importance of Power
>> Monday, March 3, 2008
And by power, I mean electricity.
A transformer across the street 'blew' Saturday. Not a big deal on a beautiful afternoon - perfect weather (windows open anyway), and plenty of sunshine. The only irritant early on is how damaging this is to our computers and appliances, but I'm sure it will be fixed soon, so no worries. And even if it got dark - losing power temporarily at night can be cozy, adventurous, and make us feel like real frontier people. We are tough! with our candles and battery-operated radio / t.v. and flashlights and cell phones (and some people, with their generators).
But when temporary becomes 'what about all the food in the freezer', well, then, I expect the city services and conveniences I pay for, and I expect them NOW.
Another neighbor must have been thinking the same thing, because he kept calling and insisting on repair; we were up and running before the first candle needed to be lit. Crisis averted.
TODAY. Rainy. We put chicken in the crock pot and leave for Spanish class. The power goes out about ten minutes after we leave. Instead of coming home to supper and a wonderful food aroma, we come home to blinking lights on appliances. Sooooo, now we have to throw everything in the oven, rethink our dinner time, etc.
'All's well that ends well' - - - but I really like HAVING POWER.
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3 comments:
I hear you. Five or six years ago, our town endured a week long freeze. Every tree and every power line was heavily coated in ice. Worse yet, it happened late Christmas afternoon.
All the work put into the holiday meal preparation and we only got one meal out of it. Leftovers are my favorite part of holiday meals, but with no way to reheat them (we're all electric), they weren't very appetizing. That was the longest and coldest week of my life!
I'm glad your loss was only temporary. :-)
Ohhhhh, see, the thought of all that wasted food and having a routine / ritual / tradition thwarted and unfulfilled; I have to stop and be sad for you for a few moments. I would've been sooooo upset, and then felt guilty about my mood!!
We had an ice storm when I was a baby. Apparently(sp?) we were the last street in the neighborhood to get power. We were camped out at my grandma's for about a week.
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