Another day without power….Friday, November 2nd ?? 2012

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I haven’t been blogging regularly all week…

Heck, I can’t post ‘em without power – all I can do is write them!

Today is Friday, and as normal I’m up bright and early typing by the light of my wood burning stove – that I’m so incredibly grateful for.

To say that “It’s REAL” here, may be the understatement of the planet.  I’m still fairly cut off from the world, but with the radio stations I can get in – I’m told we’re the equivalent to Katrina.  All I really know about is shore devastation, my sales person out in Long Island and my brother in PA.

During this whole event, I’ve really noticed how both very spoiled I am – as well as adaptable.

I can’t even tell you how many times a day I’ve gone over to the bathroom & clicked on the light – ooh, that’s right, no power.  Peed in the dark, go for the flusher – oops, can’t do that either, let’s dump that bucket of water in there… and of course there’s the almighty hand washing.  Yup… triple nope.  So I have hand sanitizer & dip my hands into the bucket of water in the tub – because that feels more like washing than the sanitizer.

You just forget how easy things were.

We are truly blessed with wonderful neighbors who have opened their homes for food, showers – whatever.  We have all tried to do our best to supply – well, whatever someone else needs.  You need milk, we’ve got it.  Coffee, sure.  Running out – want me to get gas?  It’s one of the things that makes me feel so happy to be a part of a neighborhood – a true neighborhood.  Everyone helping each other with whatever we’ve got to help make someone else’s life just a little bit easier.

It’s been 5 days now.

All of the kids have been home, without school, without power, without television for a whole week.  I’m so incredibly proud of all of our children!  Yes, we’ve occasionally hooked them up with a Disney movie or something on DVR while the power is running.  But we’ve come to the point of rationing now – so the generator runs 4-8 hours on a few hours off to conserve gas.  Not one complaint from a kid.  

They have all played together – board games, reading, playing OUTSIDE.  Can you imagine??  Just like when we were kids.  I almost don’t miss the talking picture box on the wall.  I enjoy the quiet.

While I have rolled into “remember when” times, the kids have too.

Settling back in to a time where no one will look at you like you have 7 heads if you ask for a cup of milk.

Almost like the good old days.

Thank you for continuing to read this series.

Have a wonderful day!

Jenn