On Wednesday around ten the electricity came back on. By then my house was 39°. I was wearing so many layers you’d be hard press to identify the stack of clothes as human. The lights had gone off on Monday, early afternoon. Between then and now was an adventure of sorts but not the sort you’d chose.

I gathered my supplies. That was an easy task as I hadn’t many. I had a Rayovac lantern, a dim flashlight and several candles. It was while I was writing Coffee on Monday that the lights went out, around 1. At first I just sat and read. The wind was raging. I could hear branches making Halloween scary scratching noises on the house, on two sides. The dogs looked up a few times but then ignored the sound. All I could hear was the wind. The house started to get cold. I added a heavy sweater, grabbed more layers, a hat and some mittens in case I needed them. I was warm enough but only for a while.

The dogs wouldn’t go out during the storm. Who could blame them? The house temperature kept falling, but that first day was bearable. I slept through the night covered in blankets. From the next day on the house got colder and so did I. The days were spent reading using a flashlight and trying to turn the pages with my mittens on.

In front, on the side and in backyard of my house are fallen trunks of pine trees. One landed on the fence which is only standing upright as it is being held by the fallen tree. It is the same with the front fence.

Poor Henry didn’t fare well. Part of a fallen tree with all its branches fell cross the back steps. Neither dog would walk underneath the tree to the yard. I then broke as many branches as I could. Nala went under the branches to the yard. Henry did too but had trouble going up the stairs. I called and called and he finally came up. Later both dogs went out again. Nala came inside. Henry would not. He stood at the end of the stairs whining and crying. It went on too long. I decided to save him. I laid down on my back on the deck and tried to go under the branches to Henry. I got stuck in the branches and couldn’t get up the stairs. Finally I freed myself but couldn’t stand up. More of this part of the story in a bit.

My family and my friends were worried. I was alone with two dogs, a cat and no heat. The texts went back and forth between my family and friends. They sent a police officer to do a wellness check. I passed. My nephew in North Carolina called my nephew here, and he came. He checked in with me to see what I needed. Tim brought a pizza, hot coffee, Reese’s and a new flashlight and batteries. He cleared the front and back steps of snow. He left and said he’s be back the next day to shovel out my car. This is when the worst of Henry’s nightmare started. He wouldn’t come up the steps, too many branches in the way. He stood at the bottom crying and trying to go up the stairs. I got crazy that poor Henry wouldn’t climb the stairs. I did the slide on my back down the stairs and got caught again. This time was worse. I couldn’t get unstuck, too many branches grabbing at me. I was the character in the horror movie destined to die, killed by tree branches. Finally I got upright. I was soaked. Henry was still at the foot of the stairs. That went on for 40 minutes. I called my nephew, and he came and cleared the tree. Henry came inside but was nervous and jumpy all night. Yesterday he was back to normal.

My family and friends were lifesavers. They tried to keep track of me. My dear, good friend brought me food yesterday. The surprise was a pastry so good my fingers got covered in chocolate and cream. She brought dinner and cream for my coffee. My family and friends kept in touch with each hoping one of them would hear from me. Once I had electricity back, I called them all. I am ever so thankful.

Now what did I learn? First, I’ll not be sliding on my back down the stairs again. I’ll have more light, more lanterns. I’ll have more than crackers and peanut butter in my cupboard. I’ll fill a closet with blankets. I’ll have more chocolate. that last one is critically important.

This is the Coffee I was writing on Monday when the electricity decided to hibernate. It gives you an idea of the storm. I will write another later today.

The end of the world is nigh. The snow continues. The weatherman calls it a bombogenesis. The snow is so wet and heavy branches are strewn about on the deck and around the yard. The dogs couldn’t get down to the backyard. A giant piece of the trunk of the pine tree by the back steps has broken off from the top of the tree and is covering the steps to the backyard. I tried to remove as much of the tree from the deck as possible, but the trunk is too heavy. I went to a backup plan I didn’t know I had and let the dogs out front without a leash. The snow is so high they had to jump to move. They stayed in front, but I lost them a bit so I don’t know if they peed or not. Henry came to the door first then a bit later Nala wanted in.

The wind is loud. It roars. The branches creak and click. Some brush the house. The pine trees especially can’t abide both the wind and the heavy snow. Their branches break and fall. The larger ones crash. The dogs sit up with ears perked, but it gets quiet quickly, and the dogs go back to sleep.

Last night was the worst. The nor’easter raged and the wind blew the snow sideways. The electricity went off four or five times for a minute or two. Each time it did, Henry shook. The sudden darkness scared him. He came to me so I hugged him through the fear. When the electricity went off, so did the cable. It disconnected from my network. I had to find the network and put in my password every time, twice. The cable box read boot. I left the TV on last night, and, by morning, it had righted itself.

When I went to bed, the dogs were right beside each other on my side of the bed. I left them there and slept on the other side. I didn’t read as I was afraid the light over my bed would suddenly darken and scare Henry again. When I woke up, he was stretched right beside me, something he never did until last night. This morning the light has been flickering, and every time it does, Henry growls. I’ve just turned off the light.

As long as we have heat and electricity we’ll be fine. The larder is filled. The pets have plenty of food though Jack will suffer. His treats weren’t delivered. As for me, I still don’t have any Snickers.

Oops, the lights just went off!