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That’s sure what it sounded like at 1 a.m. this morning when a tree branch hit the power lines outside our bedroom and began setting off a barrage of explosions that drove us from our bed dazed and panicked. Well drove me anyway! I made a full circuit of the upstairs and came back to the room for my robe and Matt was still trying to wake up enough to figure out what was going on. I told him to call the police department and have them send the fire department and I went outside to try to see what was going on, thinking the line was down. Captain Obvious was sitting in the middle of our street taking pictures with his cell phone. His contribution to the situation? “That don’t look good.” No shit sherlock! Did you think to call the police before you started taking pics? And why are you cruising around at 1 a.m.?? Anyway the power line began to pulse about every 10 seconds with this unsettling loud hum accompanied by a glow that illuminated the neighborhood. This was coming from the alley outside our bedroom window but in the air so the line was not down. About 10 minutes of this very frightening show a police car arrived, followed closely by the fire department. They quickly cut the electricity to the alley where the lines were arcing, spitting a wide shower of sparks and still pulsing that eerie glow/hum combo. Satisfied that we were no longer in danger, we went back to bed. Sleeping was nigh impossible with a combination of adrenaline and the bright flood of light coming from the fire truck headlights directly into our bedroom window.

Maybe an hour later the fire truck left and it sounded like AmerenIP had arrived in their very noisy truck. I was still trying to go back to sleep when they shut off our power. I am a very light sleeper and need a fan to drown out noises so now it was dead silent as a thunderstorm moved in. By now I am exhausted and frustrated but fell asleep finally, then woke again when the power came back on. I managed to drop off again only to awaken a short time later by the phone ringing to summon Matt to work. I dozed while he got ready and then he woke me again at 5 a.m. when he left. An hour later the alarm went off much to my annoyance.

Somehow I managed to drag my ass to work on time even with the added task of looking after Po, our neighbors dog. Thankfully she is a sweetheart and very well behaved. She must be terribly lonely because tonight she had a hissy fit when I left her in the yard to come back and look to my kids. So I figure there is no reason Po can’t sleep over at our house and go back in the morning when I get up.