Friday morning
- Leave 2 hours later than planned due to teaming, pouring, buckets and buckets of torrential rain (after weeks of drought). No way to load the car (or get the almost-never-used-in-the-three-years-we’ve-owned-them bicycles up on the roof rack) without getting soaked.
- Notice the practical, water-conserving rain barrel is overflowing (despite the overflow valve) and open the valve so it drains down the driveway instead of flooding the garage.
- Load the car when rain reduces to a drizzle.
- Drive 2 hours to Cook Forest in the same rainy drizzle.
Friday noon
- “Arrive at destination.” So announces Thomas, our newly acquired British GPS navigator that I don’t like much because of his proclivity to send us down winding, 2-lane roads when there are perfectly good highways nearby.
- Unload car and cooler, lamenting the state of the rental house (blast those Internet pictures). Pigs (not pit bulls) in lipstick come to mind.
- Watch it rain for the rest of the day with family.
Saturday
- Watch it rain all day with family.
- Decide to take a drive in the rain.
- Discover MARVELOUS BEST-EVER ICE CREAM at the little concessionnaire in the park.
Sunday noon
- Sun at last! And record heat (mid-’80s). Decide to take almost-never-used-in-the-three-years-we’ve-owned-them bicycles to the park for a ride along the river.
- Enjoy a lovely 3-mile ride.
- Curse all things bicycle on the exhausting 3-mile ride back, especially manufacturer of expensive “made for women” bicycle seat akin to riding astride a balance beam.
- Discover MARVELOUS BEST-EVER ICE CREAM place also makes the MOST INCREDIBLE CURLY FRIES YOU HAVE EVER EATEN. Top them off with another MARVELOUS BEST-EVER ICE CREAM cone to recover from 6-mile balance-beam ride.
- See careless, inconsiderate jerks from New York park next to us at concessionnaire and think they ding our car door with theirs. Forget to check before they pull away.
- Visit “rustic furniture” place and dream about owning a log cabin one day. Realize it’s a pipe dream because we’ll never be able to retire due to having to bail out irresponsible home-buyers, mortgagers, insurance companies, hurricane evacuation-refusers, and assorted other money-sucking leeches.
Sunday evening
- Hunker down to watch nationally televised Steelers game. Notice the wind is really whipping outside, and wind warnings are crawling all over the bottom of the TV screen.
- Endure blinking lights, intermittent TV outages. Dig through rental trying to find working flashlights (2) and candles (none).
- Completely lose power at the end of the first quarter. Worry that you will also have no water because there is probably a well and pump.
- Walk along the road and see neighbors. Hear that power is off all the way to Clarion (20 miles away).
- Go to bed — nothing else to do.
- Wake up at 2:30 a.m. when electricity (and all the lights) come back on.
Monday
- Still no cable.
- Notice considerable door ding from careless, inconsiderate jerks from New York. Realize it will cost at least $100 to fix their one second of “it’s all about me” carelessness.
- Pack up and go, leaving sister, mom, and brother #1 behind. Drive home in beautiful, cool sunshine.
- Discover minimal debris from storm. Start to water plants (not using the now-empty rain barrel), unpack, do laundry, clean up assorted cat puke.
- Stop everything when power goes out at home for 1-1/2 hours.
Tuesday
- Start working bright and early. Discover numerous e-mail requests for new projects and annoying rework of project drafted 5 weeks ago.
- Discover through brother #2 that power is still out at my mother’s house since Sunday — literally only her house and about 5 others on the same line (the one where the power always goes out and nobody else’s does).
- Lament loss of food in fridge and full-size upright freezer.
- Discover when sister returns home with mother that brother #3 has redistributed most of the freezer food to neighbors and cousins.
- Discover power company is estimating FRIDAY NIGHT before power is restored in her area. FIVE DAYS AFTER IT WENT OUT.
- Curse power company.
- Frantically keep working to make up for time lost and new projects requested while away.
- Discover front tire almost flat. Fill it and drive an hour each way to pick up mother and bring her here.
- See power crews working near her house as we pull away.
- Sigh.
Wednesday
- Lament no sign of power at mother’s yet. (Power crews must have been a cruel hoax.)
- Raalize next much-anticipated getaway (aka vacation to North Carolina mountains) is only 2-1/2 weeks away.
- Wonder if it’s even worth it.
No vacation goes unpunished.
~ Karl Hakkarainen