I am blowing some of my precious hotspot juice on this post, not to mention a bit of Mac battery although that lasts quite a bit longer than the battery on an iPhone 7 when it's impersonating a router in all of it's 3G or possibly (doubtful) LTE glory all the while slurping up the last of my data plan which doesn't roll month over month (just one month to the next) because if it did I'd have a freaking petabyte to blow through by now. But I don't. I have 12 gb and it's going fast.
Last week it went at 5:02 PM on Friday and came back early Sunday afternoon and never did get all that cold. We called it a Nor'easter because of it's directional travel and wind speed. This time the power went out at 6:20 PM on Wednesday and we were damn well prepared for it. Mostly. I'm not sure what it's called this time. I read the word Nor'easter but I haven't heard the winds. Some creaking last night but that was due to the weight of the snow in the trees which is what brought this town to its collective knees like dominos until just before midnight we were close to total blackout. Like Sandy. It was like this after Sandy but it was warm back then.
What's amazing about this storm (has it got a name? I don't know about that) is the sheer number of road blockages. We've gotten a lot better about reporting that sort of thing and there were close to 150 when I went to bed last night and over 200 when I got up.
Over 200 roads closed.
Think about that. Over 200 roads closed in a town this size. We are small, people. We are a blip on the map. Geographically speaking we are 19.8 square miles but you've got to consider what's actually inhabited and what's big, open space. We are clustered, even on our zoned two acre lots we live close together for the most part in carefully arranged neighborhoods, that while heavily wooded giving the illusion of isolation instead create an astonishingly tight knit community. There really aren't that many of us and when we go down hard, we go down together.
I guess it doesn't matter all that much if you have a generator but you can't get off your own street because the town plow can't get to you because every state road is closed and you aren't properly stocked so you're hiking through God knows how much heavy (and it IS heavy) snow to get to the first neighbor willing to take you and things have a way of evening out.
I'm thinking about the ice storm in '73 when the ice sank on the two ponds and the whole world went dark and quiet and then it just stayed that way. We lived in the basement because for some odd reason that's where the fireplace was and after about nine days my parents threw in the towel and drove us South. We smelled of woodsmoke and foundation dirt. That's the last time I remember anyone hauling water up from a dug well.
Anyway, this town has 3,890 households and last night I don't recall the number, just the percentage, I think it was 96. Right now it's at 59% which is 2,280. Not too shabby given the number of roads that had to be opened up. I'm currently writing in a dark house that is warmer than my house and actually had power for a few hours. Everyone but me went to the movies. I stayed here to work and about an hour ago the lights went back out. We knew that was bound to happen eventually because there are too damn many blown transformers between here and a primary artery. It was a fluke and we were happy to have it.
Elizabeth and I will be driven home later to get this thing going again by lantern light and the whole world is in a state of panic over what I've done and all I can say is I'd far rather have a well ventilated construction furnace then a kerosene heater back in my living room. He looks like WALL-E, don't you think?
I cannot begin to tell you what I had to do to get Home Depot in Watchaug, NJ to hold two of these PLUS the four containers of propane on Tuesday night when the whole of the Northeast corridor panicked. By the time I got the tanks into the back of my RAV4 and the man saw my CT plates I was already slamming the door shut.
Wait a minute!
Where are you going with those things?
Where exactly is home?
And how exactly do you think you're going to be getting yourself home with those things?
Not over any bridge, you aren't.
Right. Not over any bridge I'm not. I would never drive these over a bridge, especially not the GW bridge.
Jesus Christ, lady! Are you going over the GW with these things?!
Of course not. I'm going to turn right back around the way I came and go over the Tapanzee.
Well that's a little better.
Right. That would have added another 40 minutes, maybe another. I got on 78 East and headed toward Newark.
Worst mistake of the week. That added 120 minutes.
When I got home Elizabeth asked, will we lose power tomorrow?
Yes. We will definitely lose power.
In the evening.
How do you know?
I just know.
Will I go to school?
No. You will not go to school. School has already been canceled.
And sure enough, no school (as if we hadn't read the email sent at 3 on Tuesday) and snow all day long and finally power out at 6:20 but the heat was already cranked and we were ready for it.
So that's the way of it.
No edits, no read throughs, you get what you get. That sucked down 8% on both devices. Oh, those things up there? I'm picking those bad boys up tomorrow assuming I can get to route 7.