At first, the thought of a big storm was exciting. I mean who doesn't like to watch wild weather? Or is it just me? I was always a bit of a weather geek. Maybe I missed my calling and should have been a meteorologist. Anyway, I was thrilled with watching the weather reports and hearing all the pre-storm chatter. Then it got a little less thrilling when we had to prepare the house. It seemed a bit pre-mature to disassemble the gazebo tent that I've grown to love so much. I knew this was it for the year. There was no point it putting it all back up for another month of use. Sniff, sniff, goodbye gazebo tent. I'm gonna miss you.
From there we continued to remove every single thing from the back deck. Just when I got used to looking at everything being so pretty, it's all gone and we are back to a huge barren wasteland of wooden planks. We even had to go through the screened-in porch to remove all the furnishings and now that's blah and uninviting too. I suppose Winter may as well just come at this point.
Thankfully we survived the so-called hurricane with no real problems. We lost a lot of trees, and thankfully all but one were in the thick of the woods. Our trails were almost unrecognizable with the amount of leaves and branches covering them. I can see a whole lot of trail maintenance in our future, but we really can't complain about that. The only tree that fell in the yard was considerate enough to fall into the woods, rather than on the lawn and for that we are grateful.
We are also extremely grateful that no trees fell on the house, the newly fixed-up shed, nor the gallery. Phew. I think we both decided that we have way too many trees, way to close to the house after that ordeal.
So Sunday was kind of fun. We woke up to the winds whipping through the house, doors slamming, and blinds chattering. It didn't take more than 20 minutes of high winds before we lost power, but that was OK. It just added to the whole 'riding out a storm' atmosphere. Karlo, Jess, and I put on our raincoats and sat on the side porch watching the trees perform all sorts of interesting dances and yoga bends.
When that got old we came inside and played cards, read magazines, and drew pictures . . . It was the ultimate rainy day experience. We really didn't miss the power all that much because we had the generator that we could start at anytime to give us running water, flushing toilets and a stove to cook on. And that's just what we did. We only started it for our three meals, and extended it into the nighttime hours so we could watch a movie. It was manageable.
But suddenly the party was over. The novelty had officially worn off on Monday. Having no power is one thing, but having no cable TV (which means no TV period), no internet, and no land line (and almost zero cell phone reception) was just not cutting it. It is amazing how much we take for granted . . . like running water and plumbing for instance. When we had the generator going we were dwelling on not being able to surf and watch TV. Then suddenly our trusty generator crapped out and bit the dust. That left us with nothing. No running water, no flushing toilets, no nothing. Funny how having nor computer and TV didn't seem like that such big of a deal anymore.
This morning I came to the office to take a cold shower and yet I was still grateful for it. At least water came out of the shower head! This is a drag and I'm so ready for it to be over. But my constant checks of the CT power outage webpage is not giving me a good feeling. One Monday Eastford was 98% out. This morning it was 94% out (oh boy, progress), and right now it's up to 99% out. WT . . . ? We are going in the wrong direction! sigh. The new generator isn't scheduled to arrive until Friday. With any luck we won't need it by then.
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Try Having no power at the dialysis unit.... We had to crank the machines by hand. Just kidding ... they were on backup generator power but that could have been a disaster. Peoples lives depend on power in some situations not just whether they can surf the net or watch TV. Showers are important and so are flushing toilets but it was pretty scary to think that people could actually die if they didn't get their power back on. Dad last power for 24 hours at the Lodge but we had power so we kept him entertained and fed until they could got their power back and their kitchens working
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