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Waiting for the light

We're waiting and waiting and waiting.........











It's raining....on prom night.....like the rain I am falling for you....raindrops keep falling on my head....rain won't you tell me that I love her so....(name it and claim it).

Yep, it's been raining here and we have been loving it. We didn't realize how much we missed the thunderstorms or how the rain comes and cools everything off. In Tacoma there was drizzle, but nothing like this.

Picture this. It's Friday night, and My Man and I are having a highball (cosmo/kamakaze), if you will. The kitchen window is wide open and the wind is blowing - it's cool and smells fresh. Suddenly, the lights go out.

No matter, it's not that dark, really. So we sit. We start to think about how we have hot water "on demand" and no hot water tank, so no washdowns tonight for the little engines. We have a gas stove, so we can light it with a match for dinner, no problem.

We set about like little Amish people making dinner and moving through our routine. The lights do not come back on.

We continue to think about how we will make due. The lights do not come back on.

We think about how it might be weeks before the electricity comes back on. We have been here long enough to know that. The lights do not come back on.

We are still rather laissez-faire about it, but perhaps we are getting a bit concerned. We wonder if we should call someone....ha ha.

I look in the back and see our friend Senora Bruna on her porch. She is an older woman (she's 91 and AMAZING!!) who happily says "Ciao" when I go outside, and is helping me with my italian. I decide to walk over and ask her if their electricity is out.


I see through her windows that they have electricity. She stands up and tests the porch light- perhaps re-assuring herself as well as me. Yep, theirs is fine.

She then asks me if I pushed the button to "reset" the electricity...ummmm, I only knew what she was talking about as I have blown the fuse many times : )

So I went home and "pushed the button" yet again. Boom, we had electricity again. How long would we have gone without if I didn't ask?! YIKES!! We would still be waiting....

Comments

nanny said…
Cindy Bullens...Grease! Of course! Did you know Grease is opening on Broadway in June with Max....as Danny? I can't wait to see it. Percy seems so nondescript without power. I don't think she cares. Candles? Lanterns? In the days of CEI we had many lovely nopower nights. Hasn't happened in a bit, since the winter of 70?????when we were Amish for several days with only the fireplace for warmth. Ah the days! To have a button, would be heaven. Or maybe we had heaven. Love the update! Power on!
mimi and papa said…
waiting for the light is poetry. I was swept away by the summer breeze and rain that smelled fresh and clean.....makes me long for a thunderstorm of our own. No doubt we'll get ours soon enough. Percy is just too adorable as always! It's really neat that you have connections with the neighbors and are learning the local fixes for electrical mishaps. this is one of my favorites!
Unknown said…
You're waiting for the light!
And I'm waiting for the right man!!
It's a fine fine world!! :)
I love this story of storms, and I miss them too! And little Percy is just too too much! I miss those lil engines--roooor!
Senora Sho Pants

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