I'm on-line, the microwave is going, the tv is on, I can use my land line telephone, I have less dropped calls on my cell...do you know what that means? We have electricity and lines are getting back up. Sunday the winds of Ike came soaring through here at 80 miles per hour. Not a drop of rain, just the winds...created the largest black out on record for this area...300,000 homes without power and about half of them still out...another 175,000 homes across southern Indiana...street lights out, lines down, gas stations packed with irritable drivers, trees down, roads blocked, businesses closed, schools are out until next week. Its been surreal. A forced sabbatical of sorts.
Our lights returned yesterday evening. My parents are still without power but they at least have hot water due to it being on a gas line. We didn't even have hot water and yesterday afternoon I drew the line and headed there for a shower. I was beginning to ferment.
Handwork, hand sewing (Hi Jude, Hi Acey)...people who primarily do work by hand would adjust to not having electricity...they're not as co-dependent on the infrastructure (btw, speaking of infrastructure, i'm wondering if budgets for research to advance our infrastructure and maintain it have declined to the point that we all will continue to be at greater risk during natural disasters for a long while in the future ...my way of finding emotional relief by blaming the practices of Bushit), anyways, back to the freedom found in handwork and hand sewing...I didn't do any but instead called 2-3 times a day to see if you parents' electricity had returned so I could finish the quilting of this beast of a quilt...the next one is even larger and I think I'm going to hand quilt the circles. It would be just too much to squeeze in and out of the bed of the machine.
I'm going to check out some of my favorite blogs and then stop procrastinating from cleaning out the fridge from all the spoiled foods.