Yesterday brought torrential downpours to our area. Last night the power lines finally gave way to the unrelenting rain and 50+ mph winds.
We had just put the kids to bed and the house went silent. And dark.
Very, very dark.
Blessedly, last fall my husband was the recipient of some wise advice from a few long time residents: buy a generator.
I wasn’t convinced until a conversation a few weeks later with a fellow military spouse. She recalled last winter and being snowbound and without power in her house with all her kids. For five days. And her husband was away.
But that wasn’t the kicker.
She went on, waxing poetic about heating water on her propane grill. To wash dishes.
Right then and there I swore that would not. be. me.
So I acquiesced and told my hubby to go out and get his generator, if he was insistent.
Men just love to feel like it’s all their idea. And I was happy to give my man a chance to feel like he was taking the bull by the horns.
So to speak.
School was canceled for today. It’s after noon and we still don’t have power. Even the phone and cable lines are out.
But we’ve got heat, lights and most importantly, I’ve got all my kiddos safe and warm at home.
With a cup of coffee in hand and my new best friend humming away in the front porch, life is pretty darn good.