-39 this morning and all is sort of well here on Nicholsville West farm. We have survived the weekend from hell.
I had church yesterday morning and our retired minister who visited after driving 2 hours made it. Wow! What a trooper. I headed out the door leaving Hubby to work on the water pipes and pump. After church there was a potluck luncheon and then a choir practice. I had to take the Eucharist out to two shut ins and so by the time I got home it was 5 p.m. Hubby had just gotten the water back on and working. Yeah! He took the truck and headed out the door to go feed the horse and go to Pops house to fix a light problem (we are his landlord). I started getting a nice pot of chowder cooked for dinner and biscuits too. Just as I was putting the fish into the pot and Daughter #1 was mixing the biscuits.... pop.... no lights... crap!
The Daughters and I bumbled around in the dark looking for matches and candles and flashlights while my chowder sat on the stove getting cold. And it wasn't very long before we realized that my chowder wasn't going to be the only thing that was getting cold. At -35 temperatures it doesn't take long for a house to cool and with the crawl space only having just warmed up that was a real worry. I called Hubby on our cells and told him what had happened and he came home to help with the kerosene lamp and for moral support. Waaaah was what I wanted to do.... stiff upper lip.... stiff upper lip!
Hubby took the pot of chowder out on the deck and started up our kerosene stove and I watched as his hands started to swell in the cold.... this just would not do! I packed up the family and headed to the nearest restaurant for dinner and to pass the time in warmth till the power came back on. When we got home a few hours later the power was still off and the house was cold.... really cold. We sat on our new sofa with sleeping bags wrapped around us and huddled together for warmth. Brrr! I had called the "Power On" number for BC Hydro and they were predicting another hour.... by this time it was 9 p.m. and the novelty of the pioneer life was pretty much sucking.... at least it was for me. The Daughters got ready for bed and we all trundled off to sleep under a copious number of blankets.
Just as we were getting settled..... pop... on go the lights. Phew! I could breath a little easier. Only it was not very long before we had another problem.... our block heater is not working. I think we blew it last night when the breaker kept tripping in the electrical box. Argh!!!!Hubby and the Daughters are waiting as I write for a ride to school since the buses aren't running and..... well, I just want to know what else is going to happen before this blasted cold breaks. Hell, it doesn't have to be hot to be in hell.....
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