Last Saturday youngest and I went to a Native American Sweat Lodge ceremony hosted by a friend. It was a beautiful experience. It was snowing when we arrived. It snowed really heavy really fast and by the time we left there were many inches on the ground. We arrived home safe and sound to hear the crack of branches falling everywhere. Thankfully none fell on us, the house or car.
A few minutes after arriving home the power went out. It came back Thursday late afternoon.
My husband was called in early to work. He had an alarm sounding at the Sears store in town. The Sears man mentioned he had 5 generators in house. Hubby was able to purchase one as soon as he opened in the morning. My hero. Hubby worked late Sunday and had to work again Sunday night. He did stay up long enough to hook the generator up for heat. We rotated between the furnace and keeping the fridges running.
Son worked on building a model and youngest and I read. I cooked on the gas grill.
Monday hubby hooked up the generator to the water pump. I could take a hot shower and flush toilets. A shower never felt so good. I spent the day reading and making meals on the grill.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I went to work and hubby was home with the kids. We rose with the sun and crawled in bed soon after night fall. A lot of reading, drawing, model building and board games. The kids got along great. Electronics were not missed. Water was a blessing.
I think I may throw the main breaker every now and then just to unplug the house.
I was truly thankful for all we had. I reached out to those less fortunate. I feel bad that even today 8 days later some are still without power. Prayers that heat is restored soon to those without.