As I walked to the barn to do chores Friday evening, I thought to myself “I should really get some water ready, there’s no way we’ll have power tomorrow if the wind blows like they’re predicting.” If it was the thought that counted, we’d have been golden.
But alas, in situations like this, thoughts aren’t worth much without action. When I got back to the house, I promptly forgot about getting water ready, decided I’d do the dishes another time, and cozied in for the night.
It was 4:45 on Saturday morning. The lights flickered – once, twice, three times and they were out.
Thankfully, we have a gas stove and a percolator. So, I was able to stay properly caffeinated through the storm. The kids were able to drink hot chocolate to their hearts content. And we able to enjoy (leftover) turkey noodle soup by lamp light for supper Saturday night.
When all was said and done, the storms took out nearly 200 power poles leaving hundreds without power. We were fortunate to only be without for a relatively short time. Some of our friends lost power the same time we did and just got it restored yesterday – full week after it went out.
In total, we were only without for a total of 32 hours. And celebrated the return of electricity with some sledding and puppy snuggling.
Hello! I’m Terryn – the wife, mother, food safety enthusiast, Stormy Kromer fanatic who has slightly (okay, a lot) random tendencies, dabbles in photography, and shares (maybe a little too much) here at FFB.
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