Power Outage

Thursday night at 10:30, while Patrick and I were lying in bed reading, it started to storm. The wind started first, very strong wind, then came the hail (and along with that the fear of a tornado), and finally, as the power went out, it started to really storm. Fortunately for my peace of mind, the storm did not last long and the worst thing that happened to us was the power outage. However, the next day, we did discover that a tornado passed right by the house that is only three houses down from us, which is also where the tree fell down that knocked out our power. We were, therefore, out of power from 10:30pm on Thursday until about 7:45pm on Friday. I am just extremely grateful that it wasn't longer than that. Friday morning I started to think about why it is difficult to have one's power go out. First of all, I realize that we think we need power more than we really do. When it came down to it, my day wasn't messed up that much as I had just been planning on cleaning the house. Well, the only thing I need electricity for, when cleaning, is vacuuming. I could still accomplish everything else and continue as originally planned. No, I could not cook in any way, shape, or form, but, in the big scheme of things, was a rather minor inconvenience. I think that the most difficult part of not having any power was not being able to open the refrigerator for water or milk, or any food. I can easily get by without the use of a telephone, the internet, television, music, or air conditioning. The one thing I really missed though, was my morning cup of coffee and a piece of toast. This has, however, made me extremely grateful for electricity, when I do have it.