Saturday, we got free tickets to a Chicago White Sox game. I thought that since the tickets were free that the seats would suck, but wow. Front row! The baseball game was great, and our team won. We left happy.
Then we went to my brother-in-law’s who had remodeled one room of his house, the entertainment room. He had a pool table and dart games, and a full at home bar. We ate a homemade dinner and had a couple of great drinks. We had a blast, until Sunday rolled around.
Sunday felt like the end of the world. I woke with a hangover, and the instant my eyes opened I knew it was going to be a HOT day. I love those when our air conditioner works, but when it’s shooting out warm air on a warm day, I don’t find that enjoyable.
I went outside and lay on the hammock my husband just got. I was almost asleep when my next door neighbors decided to do some yard work. They never do yard work!
Finally, when the neighbors finished and went inside, I got to relax again. I was almost asleep, again, when this time a chill ran down my body and a cold wind started to sway the hammock. The sun vanished. I opened my eyes and looked at the dark storm clouds hovering above. I dashed inside and turned on the lights and started doing some laundry. The lights flickered, once, twice, and gone.
I sat in the dark, hoping the lights would come back on but a few minutes passed and boredom over took me. I grabbed a candle and my e-reader and entertained myself the way they did in the old days. Every once in a while I would glance up for a sign of the storm. However, the storm clouds thinned, the glimmers of sunlight came out again. The wind died down, and a couple of hours later, the power came back on.
That had me thinking though. What if the power went out and never came back on. Would everyone be able to survive and adapt or would some people die? Are some people way too used to their modern conveniences to even know how to live without them? What do you think?