My place has been without power since Saturday morning. A huge storm came through on Thursday, lasted through mid-Friday, and I managed to lose power after all of it. I am guessing melting ice may have been the problem. I took my daughter to Grandma’s so her toes were warm, and the girl and I braved the cold on Saturday night. I hate the cold, hate the dark, and hate that, out of habit, I will still flip light switches when I enter rooms, so Sunday night, I stayed at my mom’s. Staying at Mom’s is a little weird. I haven’t stayed here in a while and now I get to hear famous lines like, “Make sure the house is clean,” “Make the bed,” and “Don’t mess up my kitchen.” I hope I don’t have to be here long or I will probably attempt to restore the power at my place by myself.