I've got to say, living without power isn't such a big deal...until you are expected to re-join the rest of humanity in some type of 'respectable' appearance.
When one doesn't have power at home, but has to go to work where there is power...and drive through town where there seems to be more power...life just gets, well, it gets a bit confusing. Like living in a fog. Waking up every morning and realizing that even though my life at home isn't 'normal' (whatever that is...we'll call it 'having electricity' for now), I still have to enter the 'real' world, interact with other people...try not to stink (literally) and in general function as we always have. But at the moment, the world is not always as it has been and the time-table on that 'normality' is still not clear. There are tree crews on my street today and power trucks as well. One can only hope.
It's just strange. A strange feeling and a strange way to live. One or the other but not both, if you please.
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