No offense to our state father. But his name is used by our electric cooperative.
Last night I was home alone as my precious family was taking in the last weekend of deer season, youth weekend. It was just too cold to me to go stay in the woods. I watched movies, relaxed and set my alarm when I went to bed so I wouldn't sleep too late.
I awoke this morning to the sound of not enough sound. You know, that kind that settles in when the electricity is off. I could tell it was pretty cold in my bedroom, so didn't venture out of the bed. Then the electricity comes on, then goes off, then on, then off. I lay there awhile contemplating the thought of a cold house with no hot coffee. May have half dozed. Finally felt that I needed to make sure someone was working on it. I pulled the phone over to my side of the bed and dialed up the co-op to report my outage....just as I was waiting for the report to be created the electricity came back on! I hung up. Lay in bed and waited. After all the on and off and on and off, I wasn't going to trust it too quickly.
Finally I believed it really was on to stay and threw on my big buffalo woman housecoat, padded over to the heat controls and dialed the heat up, went to the kitchen and started my coffee. Took two hours for thing to feel warm around here!
Now I know my bunch is going to return wondering why I didn't go to church, and why I didn't accomplish much today.
Please Lord, let tomorrow be smooth and blessed with electricity!