Then there was a storm

Nothing significant happened over the weekend. But I realized the power of electricity! Pun intended?

It was a Sunday brunch with a lot of cooking. I also had pending laundry. I decided to wait it after I had my nap.

Everyone in the house went out to enjoy the wonderful weather around 3 pm. I stayed put not to do laundry but to catch up on my binge show.

6.00 pm no household work was done and I stepped out of my house. My second kid told me I was going to walk 3 minutes outside because there was storm brewing! I walked a total of 7 minutes and the big drops of rain fell down.

Within few minutes the power was out and “yes” my laundry still was not done. We grind rice to a batter for breakfast. I had soaked it up and that was also looking at me with puppy eyes.

The house became dark, we somehow survived dinner thanks to late sunset but there was nothing I could do inside the house but just sit out and enjoy the weather and bash the electric company. Thanks to the crew who worked Sunday night the power was back by 9 pm.

It is Monday morning and my house is a mess and I have a long day ahead.

I remembered my grandmother saying how they lived without electricity in her childhood during a power failure. I still wonder how they survived.

It is a beautiful week for us and my young man is now getting used to power failure! Not much tantrums or meltdowns. I don’t think there are any thunderstorms for the week but mentally we are prepared. 😃

The beans did come out great inside our sunroom and have been transplanted. Are they going to survive outside. Let’s wait and see. Critters please let my plants grow 🥺

Editing the post: The war ended while I had a lazy Sunday. Will the gas prices come down? Thinking out loud.

2 responses to “Then there was a storm”

  1. What a wonderfully relatable slice of everyday life! I smiled at the way a lazy Sunday quickly turned into an unexpected lesson in appreciating electricity. It’s often during power outages that we realize how deeply woven modern conveniences are into our routines—and how resilient previous generations must have been. I also loved the gentle humor throughout, from the rice batter giving you “puppy eyes” to preparing mentally for future thunderstorms. And here’s hoping those transplanted beans thrive and the critters show a little mercy! Thank you for sharing the beauty hidden in ordinary moments, reminding us that even chaotic days make for memorable stories. 🌱⚡😊

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  2. That sounds like one of those “everything planned… and nothing happened” kind of Sundays.
    But honestly, the unexpected blackout turned it into a whole different kind of slow living lesson. Laundry can wait, but electricity really reminds us who’s in charge.

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