My room doesn't work!
We had a power outage yesterday. It was snowing, and the power went out. This doesn't happen very often in our area, and when it does, the power doesn't stay off for long enough to get concerned. Yesterday, however, it stayed off for an hour. One blissful hour.
Blissful, you say? When it's cold and snowing outside? And you have no heat or electricity? That was blissful?
Yes, because for one hour there was:
*No phones ringing or calls to make (yes, I had my cell phone, but it was low on juice, so I didn't use it)
*No lights, which made lighting candles fun!
*Lots of time to play all of Leah's games
*The fun of following Leah around, as she learned just how much we use electricity. "Mom," she yelled, "my room doesn't work either!"
The power came back just as I was starting to get a little bit cold, but we have a gas fireplace, so I was going to just turn that on. Which brings me to the reasons I wish it had stayed off for just a little bit longer. If it stayed off for one more hour, we would have turned the fireplace on, snuggled under blankets, ordered pizza, and eaten by candlelight. There's something heart-warming about that thought. Maybe the simplicity of it, I don't know. But as I was making supper last night, listening to the TV and the radio both blaring into my world, I decided that maybe we need to have power outages more often.