(my favorite Arcade Fire song...)
The family and I are, as of this writing (2:30pm Thursday), now 43 hours without power to our home. We had one hell of a storm on Tuesday evening that gratefully ended the heat wave, but apparently totally wiped out the electrical infrastructure to my neighborhood. We do not anticipate power to be restored until the weekend. Rosebud and Pepe have been real troopers throughout the whole thing, and gratefully, the pool has remained open, and our neighbors generously plugged our fridge into their generator.
We have de-camped to my Mom's nearby, as her power was restored last night, and are headed out tomorrow with the Trekking Blah sock to the Mr. S's dad's place on the Chesapeake Bay for the weekend. Both places have crappy dial-up (Mom actually has a wi-fi network, but it has been knocked out along with her cable TV), so blogging and commenting will the very limited until we in Audubon, PA return to civilization.
So I have had two days of cold showers,instant coffee (blech!) and being totally media-free. I have had moments where I realized that we were (before we plugged into the generator) consuming absolutely no energy, our little family, and I felt really virtuous. And then I wanted my dishwasher back. And my broadband. But mostly my dishwasher. I hate doing dishes by hand.
So I have been knitting dishcloths. You can knit them in the dark, and they make me feel less pissed about the damn dishes.
Wah wah wah.