That's how many hours we went without power. That's if you trust my husband's math.
Last night at 1:55 a.m. (five minutes before daylight savings) I was awakened by stomping on the bedroom ceiling.
"WOO HOO! WOOOOOOOOO! THANK YOU JESUS!!!!"
It was Upstairs Neighbor Lady screaming.
The power was back on.
Just as Hurricane/Superstorm Sandy was making landfall, we lost power at 7:20 p.m. Monday night.
The power company estimated it wouldn't be back on until 11/9. I suppose I'm "thankful" they were early in getting our power back on. But you know they pad those estimates to make you feel that way.
Thank you to all that offered to house us from the cold or drive in some gas (now that the power is on, that's the next big thing--getting the power on to gas stations so that gas can be pumped and the mass hysteria about a gas "shortage" can stop)!!!
We were lucky. I had two coworkers who lost their homes to the storm surge completely. One in Newark and one in Seaside Heights. I have numerous other coworkers who live(d?) in Hoboken who were evacuated and they have no idea when they'll be back again. One of my bosses has been couch surfing for a week in the unaffected areas of NYC because he can't get back to his apartment in lower Manhattan. It's insane.
As Futurama so succinctly put it:
"Who would have though Hell really existed?"
"And that it would be in New Jersey!"
Below are pictures of the area around us.
Neighbors on both sides of us had generators.
Don't try that at home kids. You're supposed to keep your generator 20' away from the house to keep the carbon monoxide from being sucked back into the house.
Those things are LOUD. Since our bedrooms are at the back of the house, where these things were cranking all night long, it was like trying to sleep at a truck stop.
But in some ways it was nice. I remember one of the things I didn't like about that big power outtage in the summer of 2003 was that it was so silent. I'm addicted to white noise and like to have it when I sleep.
We did a lot of things by candle-light.
That's my new go-to system for candles--stick them in a "holder" of crumpled aluminum foil at the bottom of a mason jar.
A lot of snuggling on the couch for warmth.
Chunky had a whole week off school (so did Dr. Mad Scientist) and so he played a lot with the neighbor kid outside.
In the end, 126.3 hours later, life is slowly returning to normal.
School is back on for everyone tomorrow. We have our power. The laundry is clean. The fridge has food again. And one car has a full tank of gas. (Gas rationing has started).
We're better off than a lot of our fellow New Jersinians (Jerseyans?).
Labels: New Jersey, Weather