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Dwelling in Darkness

Night-RoadWe arrived to the dacha around 2:00 a.m., and all was dark.  It was yet another crazy, long night drive on an over-extended schedule.  After years of making no waves, it’s now my doing that we needed to come and go and keep up with some of my commitments, after sacrificing it all for everyone else for years.  One day here, and one day there, we could rearrange.

“That’s odd,” I thought.  We generally have a light or two on timers….

Benedetto went on ahead, as the rest of us began to unload the car.  The kids, and dogs, had been sleeping, snug as bugs.  It was my husband and I that could use a good night’s sleep.

Entering the house, my husband informed us, “The power’s off.”

We could feel that the air conditioning had not come on prior to our arrival.  While not stifling, it certainly wasn’t ?????????????????cool, either.


My thoughts turned toward our dogs, Scottish Terriers with thick, black coats.  How long could they last. 

Even more important:  how long could I last?

As parents, the last thing either of us wanted to do was load up everyone once again, and find a hotel that would accept all of us… and two furry ones….

large_Power-outSo I rounded up the candles from the dining room and kitchen and placed them strategically to cast as much light as possible, without heating up, nor burning down, the house in the meantime.  Everyone moved quickly to brush their teeth, change into pajamas, and leave the rest of the details to Mama and Papa.

Benedetto called the power company who estimated that the power should be on “within a few hours”.  It was now 2:30 a.m.  I did not relish a long, hot night.  It started to rain and the heat and humidity outside did not make opening the windows an option.

My husband spread out on a couch, stating that his room of choice was cooler than the bedroom.  Grisha, his SYLVANIA_POWER_FAILURE_LIGHT_2sidekick, plopped down on a nearby chair.

Misha, the bigger guy, was upset with the heat and the candle and huddled close to me.  We stretched out on the bed.  By 4:00 a.m., the candle sputtered and went out for no good reason.  Soon, it would be dawn.  I basically stayed up all night, already overexhausted, but concerned about Misha in his fur coat.

By breakfast time, nothing had come on.  We told the children not to shower, which the boys didn’t hear and they took quick, cold ones, totally unperturbed.  We all dressed, and Benedetto went out for take-out breakfast.  Heavy rains came down again.

After breakfast, Bible, and pondering the condition of our refrigerators and freezers, we sent Benedetto out for multiple bags of ice.  I rounded up the kids and dogs and prepared to take everyone to the office to stay cool and do schoolwork there.

DSC-9047Just then, the power came flickering on!  Computer printers peeped and hummed, coffeemakers, oven, and microwaves flashed 12:00- 12:00 – 12:00, and our security alarm blared hello.  Entering every code on the face of the earth, I couldn’t get it to stop.

So we did our spelling test under attack, our dogs, at least Misha, a nervous wreck.  But we had air, and ice was on the way, and somewhere in the corners of Benedetto’s brain, he conjured up a security code that the alarm company said should not work, but did.

Are you thankful for the everyday, small items of life that make a big difference?  We are!


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