Nothing was going on really. The wind was screaming and 200-foot oak trees were bending like grass in a breeze, I had just started to write this post while simultaneously — out of the corner of my eye — watching the trees to see if any of them were going to fall on the house or the car. Or the high tension wires that run down our road and behind our house. No big deal, right?
So I wrote the title for this post — and the lights went out. Although it was day, it was dark. Owen had oil for the oil lamps we keep for just such an occasion, but we don’t have a generator. No refrigeration, no boiler, no wi-fi. But most of all, no water. We have a well and the pump is electric. When the power fails, there’s no water. Which means we can’t flush the toilet.
And, because we are also in isolation, it removes the whole hand-washing issue which made us all feel rather icky. Even before isolation, washing hands when preparing food is standard in my kitchen. I wash my hands frequently when cooking. Handle meat? Wash hands. Handle something else? Wash them again. No water, no washing.
Luckily, Owen happened to have a three-burner Coleman stove and some gas, so we had dinner. Otherwise, it would have been tuna on white bread. Don’t judge me. It’s the only bread we can find these days.
Meanwhile, the little Goldfinches managed to find their way to the feeders and I got some pictures. It was pretty dark and gray, but that’s sometimes the best light to shoot.
Then I settled down to read to the light of an oil lamp. One for me, one for Garry. I read Martha Kennedy’s book “Luv” which brought tears to my eyes. It is incredibly beautifully written. Then I read Judy Dykstra-Brown’s “Prairie Moths: Memories of a Farmer’s Daughter” which further reduced me to a puddle. I almost never read. I listen. But my Kindle runs down pretty fast when it’s set to listen, so instead, I read. Actually, I read Judy’s book on paper because I realized I could read it on paper. I had the actual book and didn’t have to use the Kindle.
I have a couple of other books I would have read, but I couldn’t download them … and I couldn’t find the hard copies because for some unknown reason, I moved them from where they were — and could easily find them — to lord only knows where. Someday, I’ll find them.
This maneuver is called “putting them in a safe place” and inevitably results in years of torturous searching. It’s embarrassing and I never seem to learn to just leave things where they are. It’s not like someone is sneaking in with the intent of stealing my books. There are far more enticing things worth stealing.
All of this means I didn’t read anything on the computer, didn’t answer any comments, didn’t read any blogs. Instead, I read two books, shifted candles around the house … then the lights came back on. Now we can wash. We can flush. We can open and close the refrigerator.
Oh boy, life is good again!
What do you do to get rid of stress?
I read. I watch a movie. I brood obsessively about it then write a post. Or, because my memory is just 15 seconds long, I completely forget about it. There are some advantages to getting old and that is definitely one.
In the past people were buried with the items they would need in the afterlife, what would you want buried with you so you could use it in the afterlife?
I don’t anticipate an afterlife. If it turns out there is one, I’m sure I will be supplied with everything I need.
What’s the opposite of a koala?
Mink. Meanest critters in the woods.
What’s the creepiest tech out there?
Hackers. They might not use the creepiest tech, but they are the creepiest users thereof.
GRATITUDE IS AN ATTITUDE
What method are you using to find your smile right now? Please explain in detail so others might utilize the same ideas. Some bloggers have shared a daily (weekly sometimes) method that they are using to keep their spirits up right now. I’d love to hear from anyone who does and is successful at it! Have a great week and stay safe!
Hey, I did a 40 question answer to this day before yesterday. Feel free to look it up. It was called FORTY POINTS OF LIGHT.
And that was my day. How did yours go?