Montclair, N.J. has been hit by more “weather.” Bad weather. And like many, many of my fellow Montclarions we don’t have power at our home. I’m sitting at a Panera plugged into the wall. Thank you, Panera. And my lunch here was hot and tasty too, far better than what I can conjure up at my home right now!
We lost power about 1:30 Saturday afternoon, October 29th, my birthday. The Nor’easter came in fast and furious. Montclair’s many trees, still almost fully decked out in their leafy fall splendor, bowed under the weight of the mushy snow. Then they bowed some more. Then many of them snapped, taking down telephone lines, power lines, and cable lines. You name the thick black wire that used to be attached to our telephone poles and I can almost guarantee you that it is now drooping to the ground. Branches, main leaders — you name the part of the tree — are tangled in those lines. It is dangerous. Funny thing is that I haven’t seen one PSE&G truck rumble through my section of town yet. It’s quiet. Too quiet. I think the savagery of this storm took everyone by surprise. School was closed today; and we just heard it will be closed again tomorrow. Hazardous conditions. I’m thankful I kept a land line and an old-fashioned plug-in-the-wall phone; I can answer my phone if you call! My cell phone goes dead way too fast to suit me.
Our home is cold, low 50-degrees cold. We don’t have electricity. We don’t have hot water. We’ve emptied my refrigerator and freezer into a couple of coolers. We’ll try to eat what we can cook on our gas stovetop and the rest will have to be tossed after another day. I know we are luckier than many in that we didn’t have damage to ourselves or our home. I know and am thankful. My cat Brutus seems to have turned a corner and is eating a little bit on his own. I’m thankful for that too.
Let’s hope that the PSE&G message I heard this morning isn’t correct. The recording told me that I can expect to have our power restored by Friday, December 2. Read that again. Got it? Do you think it’s a mistake? Do you think someone misspoke on that recording? Tell me yes. Tell me yes. Please. In the meantime, both kids have relocated to friends’ houses. . .friends who have electricity and heat and hot water. My husband Mike and I are hunkered down at home with the two cats. Let’s hope you don’t find our cold stiff bodies on Saturday, December 1, one day before we are promised power and heat again.