We've had Winter Apocalypse, part Deux, this week. I will preface this post with saying... I AM SO OVER THIS WEATHER! I'm wishing good ol' Phil hadn't seen that shadow of his.
But, back to this week. Stephen flew out to LA Monday morning with a flight back scheduled for Wednesday. I had a bad feeling that his flight Wednesday wasn't going to happen, based on the "catastrophic" ice events that were scheduled to take place in our area. I have to admit, I had some moments of panic. My "worst-case-scenario" brain came out and, on Monday and Tuesday, I was fearing that Stephen wouldn't get back in until Sunday; we'd be without power for a week; all our food would go bad; and I'd be stuck inside with my three kids, going crazy. (Don't get me wrong- I LOVE being with my children... but it's hard to be "on" 24/7!)
During my planning periods Monday and Tuesday, I braved the grocery store, made sure I had gas, and got a few things to entertain the kids. At home, I put out all our blankets in one stack, all our flashlights, candles, and lighters in another.
Stephen's Wednesday flight, as predicted, was cancelled.
Anxiety started to set in...
I got the kids from daycare after work on Tuesday, and we settled in for the night. You could start to hear the ice/sleet/hail coming down on the windows and roof that night. We woke up Wednesday to a little bit of snow and streets filled with ice. I was working like a mad woman to get everything done that required power- dishes, laundry, etc.
Then, duh duh duuuuhhhhh... at 9:30 AM, the power shuts off. Mid-washing cycle. Mid-drying cycle. That is when panic hit me. I didn't think it would go off so soon! I had a back-up plan to go to the neighbors' house, who had a fire going. But, I didn't think out the logistics of getting my 3 kids down our driveway hill and across the slippery street. Plus, packing everything just for a night would have been a big pain in the... you know. It would be like packing for a weekend trip.
My neighbor called and asked if I wanted to come on over. I told her I'd wait it out a few more hours- we'd be fine in the daylight, it would be the night that I'd be more worried about. THANKFULLY (!!!) the power came back on within the next 2 hours, and it stayed on the rest of the time! I was so good to go then. It relieved me that my kids could be in their own beds, warm, with all the things we need, in our own house. Plus, all that milk I bought wouldn't go bad.
Once the power was restored, my anxiety went away. I could do this! We had a great time together, watching movies, doing crafts, baking cookies. We had breakfast for dinner. Both girls slept with me Wednesday night. Good times.
Thursday, before the snow and ice disappeared, we went outside for a bit. Taylor was not so much the fan this time around (and, to be honest, the snow wasn't as fun- it was more hard/icy/slushy and not good to play with). And Stephen was able to get on a new flight, landed safely, and got back home around 3 PM!
So glad this storm was not as bad as I imagined. It was a fun couple of days, just me and the kiddos. Yes, I'm exhausted. Yes, I was a little stir crazy. But, I had 3 precious little people to keep me warm!
This is what we woke up to Wednesday morning.
Lots of ice on the window!
First activity of the day... Parker's haircut!
When the power went out, the clothes in the dryer were soaking wet. I had to hang everything. Just like the olden days, eh?
Lots of Leapster time for both girls. I took this right after Taylor said, "You're my best friend." {heart melt}
We got to do a few crafts.
Nighttime snuggles.
Thursday morning, the ice was covered with snow! But, it melted really quickly.
We were lazy in the morning!
Lots of slush!