Yesterday was a bad day. A call to Jackson Purchase Electric brought a chilling answer to my query of when the power might be back on. The Jackson Purchase Electric spokesperson responded, "Not for a long time." And then he laughed. He further told me, when I suggested they needed more help under the circumstances, that they "had no place to put" more help and that it would likely be mid-next week before my power was restored (recent press releases previously estimated end of this week). You can only imagine how crestfallen I was at this news. When I suggested again that they had inadequate help considering the magnitude of the problem I was told, "Honey, you can just grab a hammer and come on down here if you think you can do any better."
That's when I hung up.
I won't be calling again.
A worker knocked on my door this morning requesting I turn off my generator so he could clear the remaining trees from our power lines, a concession I was happy to make. I wish this were an indication that the power will be on soon, but have learned not to hope.
Thanks to all of you who have extended generous invitations to both my dogs and I to stay in your electrified homes. Your concern means everything and knowing you care so much helps more than you can imagine at this point. So many of you have shown concern and various kindnesses to me throughout this ordeal. You know who you are. Thank you so much.
With the Husky, I continue to be minimally equipped to stay put. Next door, my mother has perfected the art of cooking biscuits in a cake pan atop her Kerosene heater. She flips them rather like burgers and they taste delicious. The Husky generates adequate power for us both to run heaters, TVs, and a few lamps.
Both Mom and I faced the faced the grim tasks (me last night, her this morning) of clearing our respective refrigerators of what once was food. In the beginning, we had a strict policy just not to open the doors of the appliances; back when we thought the power would be restored "just any day now". Having given up this hope, we could postpone the job no longer. I'll leave it to you to imagine the gagifying nature of the process. Thankfully, it is done now, and we have washed out and stuffed the now empty appliances with many boxes of baking soda in the hope that the lingering putrid smell can at some point be eliminated.
Thankfully, there is a warming trend predicted weather-wise and we may see temperatures as high as in the sixties this weekend. It is surprising to me how demoralizing living without electricty is for those of us still experiencing it. As I wrote previously, we continue to be tired no matter how much sleep we manage to get and it is quite a struggle to remain positive; much harder than I would have thought before I experienced it myself. On a happier note, most of my friends in places like Lone Oak, Littleville, Reidland, the Southside, and Lowertown are back on the grid.
Someday, we'll all be there. I think.