|What do you mean we have to leave this warm house? – Ciaragh|
Oh, y’all. It has been a DAY already, and it isn’t even 1pm yet (almost, though). Let me just recap the past few days for you, my Lettuce Readers.
Last week we heard that there was snow moving into the area over the weekend. Yucky and cold and wet Saturday, snow and sleet on Sunday, and moving away by Monday. Great! Now, normally I like a snow day as much as anyone else does, but not this week. This is final exams week at work and that is a schedule that shall not be interrupted.
For those that weren’t sure, that was the point at which Mother Nature asked the southeast to hold her adult beverage. Sure enough, the cold/wet/freezing happened on Saturday and snow overnight Saturday/into Sunday. What also happened was that at 5am on Sunday morning, Simon woke me up to tell me the power had gone out.
If you were not raised in the South or you haven’t lived here long, what happens here rather than a “snow event” is an ice storm, where layers and layers of ice coat everything that it can find – including trees and power lines. (Do NOT get me started on a country as rich as the US that can’t seem to understand the UNIVERSAL benefit of burying power lines.) So anyway, the freezing rain and sleet make ice that coats the trees and causes them to bend and sometimes break. It also coats the power lines and poles, making them so heavy that they too sometimes bend and break. If you can avoid that horrific combination, watch out for the ground which will also be covered with – you guessed it, ICE. That makes walking and driving very dangerous.
Let me just take a moment here to ask those that want to make fun of southerners for not being able to “drive in the snow.” Just shut it, okay? This is not the snow you are accustomed to – I can drive in that, and did when I lived in West Virginia. This is trying to drive on a sheet of ice that is masquerading as a road. It is very dangerous and while most of us down here are taught to drive on it safely back in driver’s ed, we are also taught that it is smarter and safer not to attempt it at all.
Right. So anyway, back to me.
5am Sunday, the power goes out. By 5:19am on Sunday I have reported the outage to Duke Energy. I got back a canned response that they were assessing damage. Groovy. Tuck in the duvet and try to go back to sleep. By 3pm Sunday when it was getting a little chilly in the house, I checked the webpage for Duke Energy again. The little triangle by our street still said Assessing Damage an hour prior while another similar one about two streets over said On Site. But this time, the one a few streets over said On Site still and ours said Enroute. Fantastic! This is the service we are paying so much to have.
Well, not so much. Nothing happened by 4pm, or by 8pm Sunday. We were still not freezing but it was getting uncomfortable, so we decided to go to bed around 10. I checked a few more times before I fell asleep and nothing. It was still Enroute. From where? Roanoke?
On Monday I called into work and Simon and I decided to formulate a plan – buy a non-electric heater or a small generator and a small heater to get warm – buy a camp stove so that we can have coffee and warm food. Surely when we decide to do something like that, the power will come on, right?
Not hardly. It was still Enroute until late last night when they sent another text message that said that it would be fixed by 11pm tonight. So we did what any normal people would do – we gave up on the generator and heater and crashed at a friend’s house.
But what did we learn – and are still learning, because I’m not expecting that power to be back on until 11pm on the dot – from this experience? Several things.
- We are keeping the camp stove even though we did not use it. Just the thought that we could make tea in a pot on that little stove brought spirits up.
- We have amazing and wonderful friends. Callie brought us THE BEST pumpkin oatmeal I have ever tasted in my life along with some coffee from Starbucks yesterday morning. I could have floated up to the shops after that. Anne and Damien let us sleep in their guest room last night, along with our rowdy and ridiculous girls (who think they are on the vacation of a lifetime right now). Last but most DEFINITELY not least, Robin and Laze are keeping our girls today so that they didn’t have to be tucked into their crates in a cold house while we went to work. And all of the FB messenger and text messages that I am still getting asking after us are so welcome and appreciated. It is easy to think you are literally alone out in the cold when you have no electricity or heat in December. We are not.
- We have so much more than we need and are far better off than so many. Sure, it was cold, but we have a roof and lots of clothes to pile on and blankets. So many folks affected by this cold have none of those things and it truly gives me pause when I complain.