Thursday, August 03, 2006

Where's My Weather Radio!!!!!

Last night I woke up to a nice rumbling of thunder. I thought, "Ah, a nice summer time thunderstorm" I had heard My Sweetie get out of bed and go outside. I figured he was making sure that water wasn't seeping into the basement.

"Hon, looks like we're going to get a bad storm," he said.

"Really, how bad?" I asked. I have a fear of REALLY bad storms.

"Well, the power has been blown out."

I instantly JUMP out of bed and head to the kitchen to get a flashlight. I feel around in the cupboard for it and find it. Turn it on and, NO LIGHT! I frantically hit the button a few more times just to make sure.

"Hon, I already have a flashlight," My Sweetie tells me.

I trudge back into the bedroom and take it. When there is a storm or any sort of an approaching storm it is part of my CONTROLLING nature to know what is going on or coming. But without any electricity I can't turn on the TV, radio or get on the computer very easily no can I?

So I go in search of my trusty weather radio....it's battery powered!! I know just where I put it. So I take the flashlight and start looking for it. I CAN'T FIND IT!!!

Naturally now, I have to pee. Partly because of nerves, partly because I've gotten out of bed. I put a hold on my search and trudge off with flashlight in hand to the bathroom. When I'm done I head back to the bedroom.

As I walk by, THE KITCHEN DOOR OPENS!!!!

I scream....It's My Sweetie. He was watching the storm and apparently thought it would be funny to scare me in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm with no electricity!

I resume my search.

My Sweetie tells me to come to bed. He makes some comment on how the storm will be over by the time I find my weather radio.

I continue to search. I search everywhere where I think it should've/could've been and can't find it. I'm pulling all sorts of stuff out of the closet looking for it. I begin to freak out a little more because my one source of information is MISSING!! I can feel a slight panic attack coming on.

Finally, I give up and get back into bed. I prop up the pillows so that I am sitting and have the flashlight in hand and don't remove my glasses. Because it's very important to be able to see in a blackout!

I want to bring the kids downstairs so they'll be "safe". My Sweetie says no. Thoughts of racing upstairs to rescue them if the storm sirens go off run through my head.

Then I get back up and head back to the closet and dig around some more. EUREKA!!!! Mission accomplished!!!

I get it all tuned in and listen to the entire weather forecast. They don't say anything about the storm other than it's raining. They said there were 45 mph winds....explains the power outage.

I turn off the radio and set it for alarm. If something bad happens the alarm will go off and I'll know what to do.

"I want to bring my babies downstairs," I tell My Sweetie.

"They're sleeping. They're fine," he tells me.

That doesn't make me feel any better. What would make me feel better would be if my babies were downstairs SAFE! I get back into bed. I was trying so hard to remember Joy's Husband Blessings and to "hold my tongue when something is done differently than I want," and "When I am hurt by words, I will first look to the Lord, instead of my emotions"

Oh yeah!!! GOD!!!! Darn it! Here I was falling back into my old ways of wanting to CONTROL everything I didn't turn to God. So I prayed a little. I began to feel better. Then the wind picked up and I panicked again and said to my self I was just going to go up there and get them myself!!!

I jump up out of bed on a mission.

"Where are you going," My Sweetie asked.

"To get my babies!" I declared.

"They are fine, get back into bed."

Now it was either Joy or God talking to me....."listen to him." Like My Sweetie's really going to let anything bad happen to us? Never.

So I got back into bed and prayed some more. I began to feel better. The storm began to settle. I began to drift off to sleep. When I was sure the storm was finally past us I fixed my pillows, took off my glasses and settled down to sleep. Keeping the flashlight handy of course just in case one of the kids came down to use the bathroom or get a drink of water in the middle of the night.

The power was back on before we L woke up at 6:45 a.m. And it was sort of funny to see the MESS I made of my closet in search of my weather radio.

It sure was tough to get up this morning!!! I was sleepy!! Must not have had a very good nights sleep. LOL!

9 comments:

Janice (5 Minutes for Mom) said...

oh - I HATE storms!

we have huge trees by our house - and one day I am SURE they will crash through this house killing us all as we sleep beneath them. when I was pregnant I would get up and go sleep on the couch downstairs, but now I don't know what to do. there isn't enough room for us all on the couch!! so i lay there and worry, praying we live to see the morning.

mom of 2 said...

I did a post a week or so ago about not being able to find things...drives me nuts!!

Glad you guys weathered the storm though!

mom of 2 said...

I wrote a post a week or so ago about not being able to find things...drives me nuts!!

Glad you guys made it throught the storm though!!!

LaughterThoughts said...

Found your site from a comment at another site and thought I'd stop by and say hi! Definitely sounds like you had a very exciting night. Glad your electricity is back on, though.:-)

Jay KTX said...

You are a great story teller. Love your sense of humor and your transparency.

Jane said...

Glad you survived the storm!

Mississippi Girl said...

That made me laugh!!! I feel the same way during scary storms... nice to know I have a kindred spirit!!
Jennifer R.

Courtney said...

What a night! I'm glad things were OK. I'm amazed you got any sleep at all. Try to keep the radio somewhere near your bed for next time.

Jane said...

no news from the adoption yet, probably won't hear anything until about October....God is teaching me a LOT about patience!!! :)