I turned on the light, checked the time, and went to cook some breakfast. My plans were to then go up to the computer, make some business phone calls and accomplish some internet work. I turned on the radio for my wake-me-up-music.
When I roused myself from half-sleep, I looked around the darkened, silent room, realized I had no idea what time it was, and were the eggs still cold?
Yep.
Now I was three-quarters awake, and tried to turn on the tv to see what was up. Black screen. Not good.
I was almost 100% awake, and realized, "okay, the electricity is out." I checked out the 'hood to see if there were any lights on in any of the other houses. Didn't look like it.
I picked up the phone, no dial tone, no nothing.
Do you realize how much we depend on electricity, taking it so for granted until it's not there? I did all the above things automatically with no thought. And it didn't register even after I tried maybe 3 or different light switches, each time having a momentary lapse that they weren't going to work. I forgot, even in the short distance from one room to the next.
Each time this happens, I alert to the realization that electricity is such a cool thing. And it's not until we don't have it for whatever reason that I have the light bulb go off in my head how much I appreciate electricity. We have faith that when we turn a switch, we're going to get the result we want. The light's going to go on, we can look at the clock and tell the actual time. The heat or air conditioning will run, we can watch TV or use the computer all because of it.
It was a few hours before we had electricity again, I saw Met Ed working on a pole down from our house, so they truly were "on it" really quickly. I looked at the white truck, and thought, "I am really grateful they're there," (plus that they know what they're doing.)
Something I take so for granted, a simple light switch. I guess I appreciate it most when it's not there. So glad that someone told Benjamin F to "go fly a kite!"
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