No, I haven't put a blanket over it. I just yesterday mustered up the gumption to do a load of Zilla wash. I hadn't been able to think about that.
So here's a doozy for you all. This ice storm we had kind of threw the whole county on its backside. Here it is Monday morning and not everyone has power yet. I was home all day Friday tending the fire so it didn't go out and Richard went off to work for most of the day. He told me at some point he was on his way home and next thing I know he said his truck completely broke down about a mile from home. He was blocking the right lane of a four lane road right under branches loaded with ice waiting to fall. It was an interesting ride over there to go get him - the road had a couple inches of slush, trees were all down blocking the road in many areas and the traffic lights weren't working. We get back home and he could see all the damage to our neighborhood and yard. HUGE trees just kept splitting and braking and falling all day long. Very eerie to say the least. The house is dead quiet then you hear a loud SNAP and then creaking while everything tumbles down and you brace yourself for the whole fall thinking it's going to hit the house. I was actually very productive with my crochet projects, so not a bad day after all.
Well, we didn't sleep that great Friday night, but we were snuggled up in front of the living room fireplace with the cats. The house really only ever got down to 50-55, but we closed off the living room and dining room and managed to keep it between like 65-75 and right in front of the fire was toasty. Well the fire went out at 4:30, oops. We stoked it and fell back to sleep. Got up around 630 I think to head out to a side job in Fayetteville. We actually still had warm water in the tank for quick showers, but I tied my hair up to conserve it. Anyway, by the time we got some coffee in us and finished one service call in Fayetteville I started to realize that we didn't leave the food iced down enough to stay away overnight. I was afraid of losing everything in the freezers and refrigerators. I started to whine about it (yes, I admit it) and that I should have stayed home to keep a fire going and run out for more ice and keep an eye on all our food. And then it hit me. Zilla. I had taken him out of the freezer and put him In a cooler and filled it with ice the day before. In my not-yet-caffeinated morning stupor, I forgot to check on him before we left. After my whining rant about the food, I managed to choke out while crying, "and Zilla....... he's gonna melt....... and he'll be sitting in a puddle of water....." I'm sobbing by this point and keep in mind we are almost to the side job. We are at a red light, Richard looks over at me, puts his hand on my knee and says we'll cancel the side job and go home. I bawled even more. He said we'd go home and if we still didn't have power we'd go get a generator. I suggested we should get a generator before we left Fayetteville since there probably will be none to find anywhere near us at home. We got one (the floor model because they were almost all out too) and got home as quick as possible. About two more hours.
He's a good guy, that's for sure
To make a long story short, we got home and everything was actually still fine and frozen/cold. Including Zilla. When we plugged the fridge and freezer into the generator, I wrapped Zilla in another bag and put him back in the freezer.
We didn't start a fire right away because it was 60 degrees out! We saw how much damage was In our neighborhood alone so we prepped for a couple days of no power. We then realized an older neighbor who is a widow had recently had back surgery and was keeping keeping warm by burning green wood, since that was all she could get to in her wood pile. Richard loaded up the wheel barrow with seasoned wood from our pile and brought it to her house and stacked in her living room right next to the fireplace. Yep, he's a good guy.
So at about 4:00, a caravan of power trucks from a couple hours away showed up and started assessing things. A pole split three houses away from us and they were trying to figure out how to get TO it with the trucks. Unfortunately they couldn't and had to replace the pole, or fix it, by hand. For some reason, we have poles BEHIND our houses here. They told us not to expect power until maybe hopefully lunchtime on Sunday. Lo and behold, by around 8pm Saturday, we had power!!
So, long crazy post about a long crazy weekend that I hope didn't bore you to tears. But all is well now and I'm going in to work today. As far as I know there is power there. I still miss Zilla horribly, but it's getting a little easier. I watch goofy videos we have of him and I smile. I'm going to bring him to the crematorium today or tomorrow if they have power, and will print off some favorite pictures to frame. He has a prime spot in my heart, and will always be close.
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