Pour utilizer, appuyez
I am still totally traumatized by my Week Without Power. I keep expecting lights not to turn on when I reach for the switches, and half the time I can't remember to flush the toilet. The house is a disaster of suitcases, jackets, blankets, and travel-sized bottles of shampoo. Also, my shoulders are brick walls of tension and huddling against the cold. Everyone at work also did not have power for most of week, though some of them had city water and fireplaces (it's funny the things you can be jealous over) but on our first day back all of us have the same groggy response times and the same blank stares of exhaustion.
It's weird how much not having power means living by the sun - ever day was about watching with relief as star-filled skies into watery dawns, or watching the sun set meant knowing exactly where my battery-powered lantern was and reaching for yet another layer of pants/socks/down blankets. I freaked out yesterday when the sun went down at 4:30, that awful first day after daylight savings, because we hadn't made dinner. And then I remembered that our house had lights, and the stove worked, and I should, you know, just try and relax.
Yesterday was a blur of laundry and chainsawing fallen trees in the yard. (Anyone burn wood? Really, I want a fireplace just because we have all this awesome wood for burning now. Maybe we'll buy a wood chipper, although like everyone in the world, I have Fargo-induced fear of them.) Then we had wine, watched all the Buffy Halloween episodes, and dressed the dog up in his turtle costume. (He loved it.)
I found out the cardigan I am wearing today is actually, you guessed it, sleepwear. If only I could actually flip my hood up and go to sleep. For days.
It's weird how much not having power means living by the sun - ever day was about watching with relief as star-filled skies into watery dawns, or watching the sun set meant knowing exactly where my battery-powered lantern was and reaching for yet another layer of pants/socks/down blankets. I freaked out yesterday when the sun went down at 4:30, that awful first day after daylight savings, because we hadn't made dinner. And then I remembered that our house had lights, and the stove worked, and I should, you know, just try and relax.
Yesterday was a blur of laundry and chainsawing fallen trees in the yard. (Anyone burn wood? Really, I want a fireplace just because we have all this awesome wood for burning now. Maybe we'll buy a wood chipper, although like everyone in the world, I have Fargo-induced fear of them.) Then we had wine, watched all the Buffy Halloween episodes, and dressed the dog up in his turtle costume. (He loved it.)
I found out the cardigan I am wearing today is actually, you guessed it, sleepwear. If only I could actually flip my hood up and go to sleep. For days.