How our week ended: Pat picked up our power lines laying in our driveway, waved them frantically in the air and ran full speed down the street while chasing an electric truck. All while screaming, “Get baaaaack heeerrreee! Our lines are dooooown! What the $&!*$!!!”. I’ve never seen anything like it so I ran out of our icebox of a home and said, “What in the world are you doing???”. I then looked down our street and realized, Pat’s Princess Charming finally showed up with tools and the ability to bring us back into 2011.
How our week begun: I was shopping for mother of the bride dresses with my mom and snowflakes the size of my fist were falling to the ground. I knew it was going to snow so I had a hearty meal of chicken and dumplings cooking in my crockpot. Five minutes before I arrived home, Pat sent me a text that our power went out. This is a normal occasion on our street. The power goes out when a wispy cloud passes by our house. We then made plans to bring our dinner to my parents house. On our way there, we got a call that their’s was now out as well. At the same time, we saw a power line snap off and light a bus stop on fire. So we turned around and started our week without electricity.
The snow was so heavy and the leaves were still on the trees that it took out huge branches and even complete tress everywhere around us. All that night, we heard branches falling in the middle of night and watched as our neighborhood starting looking like a war zone. It was truly creepy.
The first few days, we slept with winter hats and 5 blankets on top of us. Then, Pat MacGyver came out in full force. We were starting our furnace with a computer battery that only lasted 20 minutes. I laid by that vent and basked in that heat like it was the fountain of youth. It was getting down in the teens at night and it was literally freezing in our house.
A couple of days later, P. MacGyver came up with hooking up a power inverter to my car battery which was then hooked up to our furnace. I mean, who even thinks of this stuff? If I lived alone, I’d probably end up begging for scraps of food at the nearest intersection. Even though there’d probably be an Applebees behind me with lights blazin’ and wings sizzlin’. Unfortunately, for the first few days, barely anywhere was open and places ran out of both food and gas. I was ready to put on some bloomers and start churnin’ my own butter and having an underground bread shop. I also know all of Pat’s deepest darkest secrets now because we had nothing else to do but talk….I’ll never be the same woman I was.
I truly don’t know what’s going on with New England lately, a tornado, a microburst, a hurricane and now a freak snowstorm that left millions powerless all in the matter of 6 months. I need to move to California, so I can just get caught in a measly earthquake. 😉
Oh, and worst part, Halloween was cancelled! Can you even imagine? I had my chainsaw and flannel costume all set to ruin children’s dreams…always next year I guess.
This is what we woke up to in the morning.
It ruined our “haunted” cemetery and its fence. 🙁
One week later.