Or any of the fun. You may or may not of heard about the fast but wide spread storm that hit the Chicago land area Monday morning. Don’t feel bad if you didn’t, seems like a lot of people missed it. Unless of course you were like us, one of the 800,000+ ComEd customers in the area that lost power and didn’t (or haven’t as the case may be) get it back for over 48 hours. As luck would have it, and it seems this is my lot in life, Steve is once again out of town during the “big one”. I’ve learned to handle emergencies and the bullshit that accompanies them pretty well. He’s missed so many of them I’m not sure that I probably don’t do better alone at this point. I can’t imagine him rolling with no internet, no phones, no air conditioning in 90 degree heat, no water, no tv and no inside cooking for two days and smelly, spoiling food and defrosting freezers. On the other hand we may have been living the Life of Riley at a hotel by 8pm Monday if he’d been here. Who knows.
Funny thing is, if you are sitting in the hot dark with a dwindling smart phone battery, it is everything. But just blocks away the world is going on as if nothing ever happened. When we got news that our power would take days instead of hours to restore I figured the rest of the world was out too. By Tuesday late morning we were given Thursday at midnight as our restore time. That was then that I contacted my boss to see if they had power, yep, they never lost it and didn’t realize that I had been sitting in the dark for over a day. Steve said there was nothing on the national news. I then put the call out over Facebook for help. A friend stepped forward to offer freezer space, another friend invited us over to use his wifi, cook us dinner and let us enjoy a few hours of air conditioned comfort and flushable toilets. Oh and I finally took advantage of that gym membership I pay for every month but never use by going in and showering there Tuesday afternoon.
But we made it through and it wasn’t that bad. It was inconvenient and annoying but survivable. Last night when we returned from my friends’ house and we saw some houses along the way with lights our hopes lifted. But then we turned down our street and they were dashed, the only lights were the little, weak, pitiful solar lights lining flower beds and driveways. Emma and I found our flashlights and headlamps and made our way to bed. I sat up reading my newly recharged Kindle by book light. Then all of a sudden the unmistakable sound of refrigerators clicking on and lights flickering to life! Emma let out a whoop from upstairs and I jumped up to start turning off lights and appliances that had inadvertently gotten turned on over the past two days. Then I went and rinsed out the sink and ran the dishwasher before heading to sleep under a much appreciated ceiling fan.
Today was spent cleaning, vacuuming, doing laundry and running errands, all the things I had planned to do Monday and Tuesday. The weather turned beautiful at about 10:00 last night so today the windows and drapes have been open to let in the cooler, fresher air. I always think that I can’t appreciate my Dyson vacuum and washer/dryer any more until I can’t use it. It’s funny how dependent we’ve gotten on modern conveniences. Back during the Y2K brouhaha I smugly thought that with my farm background and camping experience that I’d be able to weather anything that may come. Maybe if I was prepared, but when it literally slams you out of nowhere it is a different story. In all honesty, I’m really not all that prepared to go all Amish. First and foremost, I need a treadle sewing machine.