It has been an “unusual” last couple of days around here. Started out with the whole internet/WiFi/cable/house phone debacle. That’s still not cleared up, but the repairman in scheduled to be here this morning. Returning to the Stone Age of no electronics was not the worst of it, however.
Then
came the loss of power back on Friday.
Now, this was not an expected, middle of a hurricane power loss. This was a totally unexpected, repair the
power lines that were damaged by the hurricane power loss. And it lasted for a few hours. Again, not the end of the world. We ended up sitting on the patio and having a
chat with Josh on the phone. After an
hour or son, it was cooler out there than inside the house. The lights finally came back on. Not the WiFi/cable/etc., though.
So,
what was so bad, then? So glad you
asked. Sunday morning, while we were
rather frantically trying to put together some bean soup for dinner on the grounds
at church, Chris remembered that she had some frozen soup left over from the last
time we had it. Extra flavor and
all. She went to our big upright freezer
to fetch it. But when she opened the
door she realized right away that something was wrong. Instead of being met with that refreshing
cold waft of cold air, she instead faced darkness. And unexpected … warmth. The interior light hadn’t come on. Yep.
The power outage back on Friday had apparently wreaked havoc with the
internal computer system, shutting the whole thing down. For two days.
If you need help with the math, that equaled six cartons of Blue Bell
ice cream that was now Blue Bell milk.
Most of the meat was still frozen, however, so we quickly transferred
what we could to the refrigerator freezer compartment or our big ice
chest. Some of it I ran across the street
to the Geran’s freezer. Some had to wait
until later to make its way to the Dawson’s freezer. Some just made it as far as our fridge, where
it was safe to thaw. Guess we know what we
will be eating on for the next few days.
After
church Kel and I played with the system, trying all the tricks we knew. Unplugging and plugging back in. Pushing all the reset buttons we could
find. Nothing ever changed. So, Chris set out on a search to see what
kind of freezer we might be buying in the near future. Meanwhile Micah and Kel, with a little help
from Josiah, managed to cut down the huge tree limb that was teetering precariously
above the car.
Last
night as we sat on the couch, Chris alternating between reading a book and
searching for freezers and me watching a Hallmark movie on my phone, suddenly
Chris jumped up from her perch. Not that
unusual. It was actually pretty close to
bedtime. She disappeared into the laundry
room, presumable to put Freddy to bed and turn on the side porch light. She was gone a bit longer than normal, but
again, not that unusual. She never
ceases to amaze me with the things she can find to do. Finally, she re-emerged with an
announcement. “I fixed the freezer.” Wait.
What? Yep. She had decided to try one last time pushing
the reset button, and this time the digital feed jumped back to where it was
supposed to be. The interior light came
on. And best yet … it was beginning to
get cold in there. Well, OK. Guess today we’ll be cleaning and restocking the
freezer. Maybe not with all six cartons
of Blue Bell right away, but give us time.
And a few sales ads …
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Peter 5:6 says, “Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that
he may lift you up in due time.”
Father,
thank you for the surprise revival of the freezer. But thanks more for the willingness of
friends and family to pitch in and help.
Amen.
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