But somehow, when I think back to power outages when I was a kid–they were a total blast! And that was when we lived on a somewhat remote farm in the mountains of West Virginia where we were often the LAST house to have electricity restored.
But when the power went out all kinds of cool stuff happened. Dad would build a fire in the fireplace and Mom would let us camp out in sleeping bags in the living room floor. We could play cards by lantern and candle light and we didn’t have to take baths. It was awesome.
We talked, laughed, told stories, slept, ate, and roasted marshmallows in the fireplace. We didn’t have much in the way of electronics to begin with, but for those precious hours there was nothing to distract us from, well, living.
I’m SO glad the power is back on. But every once in a while I think it might be a good thing to shut the power off and just be. Maybe on a day that’s a little warmer than -1.