The storm of storms made it impossible to blog last night. For the first time in 7+ years, we lost power. Without a flicker of notice, it went out....for 12 hours. Now, if you know me at all, you know that I hate thunderstorms. When the sky starts to darken, you'll normally find Jeff on the front porch watching the lightening. You'll find me in the living room, trying not to crawl under the couch. And if it's bad, you'll find me in the basement with a movie loud enough to drown out the noise. How ironic that we were watching a movie yesterday when all hell broke loose.
Forty five minutes of panic later, we made it out to survey the damage. The good news...none of the four dead trees (that we received a quote on removing earlier in the day) fell on the house. The bad news...three live trees were down for the count. We haven't seen this much damage and debris since Ike and I would say it's comparable. Maineville suffered major damages. Trees, power lines, houses, businesses. We had to drive all the way to Lebanon to find power (and food!).
But that was only the beginning.
No power means no sump pump. No sump pump means battery back up. And it worked perfectly - until the power outage exceeded the 6 hour back up battery charge. So at midnight, we found ourselves with no power, no sump pump and a dead battery. Thankfully, I'm married to Mr. Fix It. I'm sure the neighbors were laughing at us a midnight when we were uncovering the boat and borrowing it's battery. Who knew that the sump pump could operate off of the boat battery? And it lasted just until the power returned at 5:30 this morning.
All in all, it's the important things that matter. The kids are safe, we made it through, all our family is safe (although Charlie, Cary and the kids are still in the dark!) and the house didn't sustain any damage. Let the clean up begin.
That's just from part of the front yard!
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