I've been reading all these "what an adventure we had!" blogs tonight and I am so greatful that all my buddies have had a wonderful week.
Since this is like my on-line journal, I need to write down how I have felt this week.
In one word - emotional.
After an hour or so of off and on black-outs, we lost power for good around 8:30 p.m. on Tuesday, Jan 27.
We have water and we have a gas fireplace, so my mom and sister came to stay with us. My dad stayed back at the farm, to watch the pipes and to keep the fire in their furnace going (because if it goes out...something bad happens, I don't know.)
Being cold and in the dark for a couple of days does weird things to a person. When our power finally came back on... I cried a little. I only admit that because there were witnesses.
So, we've had our power back on today, and I don't take it for granted. Tonight my dad came over, ate supper, watched a movie, and then headed back out to the farm with no water and very little heat to spend the night by himself in complete darkness. The whole idea of this makes me want to cry some more.
Sorry if this is a downer, but these are my thoughts right now.