I've always struggled with an "eh, I'll do it later" attitude. Why do today what can be put off tomorrow, right? Hahaha, silly city girl that I was!
My new reality is that I have to live each day as if the electricity could go out overnight, in fact it could go out in an hour, any hour of the day. In case you misunderstand me, I don't mean a day without lights or TV, I mean anywhere from 1 hour to 1 week with no light, no music, no tv, no phone (not even cell phone), no running water, and oh yeah,
no heat!!! You see, in this rural home everything is connected and if one thing goes, so does everything else. This week we've had record amounts of snow, you may have seen pictures on the news and I can tell you they don't even touch what we're dealing with here in rural West Virginia. The roads are beautifully deadly--icy tree limbs bow over the road, making an ethereal tunnel to travel through. Everything is black and white and looks like a Thomas Kinkade painting--except without any lights in the cute cottage windows. As we drove to church this morning I was conflicted between being terrified of the snow and ice-laden trees that were about to crash down any moment and being in awe of how awesome it all looked. The awe won out, so my husband got to drive in peace to church without too many exclamations of "watch out for that tree limb that might fall on us and kill us!!".

(this was our home hours before the power went out)
When we returned home tonight after a much-needed shopping trip to get warm, use a bathroom, and obtain food, batteries, and candles, we anxiously counted lit up homes on the way to the parsonage. When we turned the corner and saw our living room light on we downright shouted for joy and breathed a sigh of relief.
All day without power I had to sit idly as I looked at my laziness. Dirty dishes from the night before were piled in the sink, prepared food was scarce so lunch was at someone else's house, and I had to go to church with greasy hair and unshaven legs because I couldn't take a shower. We shivered through church (it was 45 degrees inside) and still I couldn't help but notice the dead ladybugs piled up on the windowsills. Why hadn't we vacuumed those up last week?! Kyle read from a sermon printed in pink during the brief period with power on Saturday because we ran out of black ink and were snowed in all day.
So from now on I will be living my days as if it's my last day with electricity. Right now I am doing laundry, I've already washed dishes, and I'm already contemplating tomorrow's meal. We have a touch-light for T-rex's room in case the power goes out overnight and I am going to take a long, hot shower right now!