Yesterday, the power went out for an hour or so. And due to my simple living practices, it barely affected me. Within 30 minutes of the outage, one of my neighbors was at my step to discuss what we were “going to do.”
Hmmm. Not much different, really. It was hot, but if the inside air got hotter than the outside air, I would just open the windows. Despite the fact that I had been grocery shopping earlier in the day, there was nothing in my fridge that would spoil before I could use it. Even the cream could be made into a nice soup.
I could still fix supper on my gas stove, as long as I used matches to ignite the burners. And while it did delay this post to you all, I had plenty to do while the power was out. I scrubbed the kitchen floor.