Babies growing up.
I did not post yesterday due to the fact that when I got up we had no wifi and no cell reception to speak of. For whatever reason, when we lose wifi here we also lose cell. My across-the-street neighbors were out of town but they gave me permission to go and check to see if they had wifi which I did and which they did not so I figured there was an outage. I called Century Link which is the company we get our internet with and after about fifteen minutes of listening to their speech about Covid and advising me to go to their web site for help (which was impossible because I could not access their web site because we had no internet which is why I was calling them), and being on hold for awhile, I finally got a no-nonesense-sounding lady who was somewhere not in America and we did our best to communicate and after she had gone through hoops and I had gone through hoops and she had pulled up my account, etc., etc., I was told that we had an outage here.
Well. No shit, Sherlock. The fact that someone all the way across the planet had to be contacted to tell me that seems immensely ridiculous and ludicrously inefficient but that's the way it is now.
She also said that it should be back on by noon. And then she asked me if there was anything else she could help me with which always makes me want to laugh because I can only think of things like, "Sure. Come help me pull invasive plants in my yard," but I said no and thanked her and she thanked me for being a loyal Century Link customer.
So I went and took a walk and the internet wasn't on when I came home and later in the afternoon I called again and this time a recording told me that we had an outage but not to worry because crews were working on the problem and it should be back on by noon the following day.
Now of course we all know that we're addicted to our devices and our web access but what struck me yesterday was how scary it is to realize just how important these things are in our lives. I had a question about canning that I could not answer by reading the Ball canning handbook. I couldn't check the weather. I could only get texts from my kids by going way out into the back yard and even then, replying was quite iffy. I do have a landline so we can call out and be called here but somehow that does not feel normal anymore. I could not read blogs nor could I post a blog. We get our news and our TV via internet.
I felt as if we had been tossed directly back to a previous decade and I don't mean the last one, either.
I did do a crossword with a pen and that felt strangely satisfying.
I read some. I took a nap. I made tomato sauce for eggplant parmesan. I picked vegetables.
And I realized how much time I waste online.
Which did not stop me from wasting a hell of a lot of time online today because miraculously, overnight, we got our magical powers back.
All of this is making me think about the hurricane which may be headed this way.
It is looking something like this right now.
According to my favorite local meteorologist, its path won't truly be predictable until at least tomorrow sometime and maybe not until Sunday. So here we go.
We are actually getting a generator that was in a bank building at Moon Plaza. Mr. Moon spent all afternoon yesterday clearing out a spot near the gas tank where he will pour a cement pad for it and having that will be a comfort. But it's not going to get hooked up overnight. Electricians and I-don't-know-who-all will be involved.
As to food- we could live for weeks on what we have in freezers, cabinets and in the garden although if a big storm hit, the garden would get torn up and until we have a generator, food in the freezers isn't going to last.
Well. This is not my first rodeo.
We'll be fine.
It's all just such a fucking stressful hassle.
I didn't really mean to go into that discussion but I did.
Yes. Yes I should.
The only things I can think of that I would get up at 3 a.m. for are: