Power-Full Days

We have power! We are back on the grid! When we stand in front of the vent, hot air comes out! When we flip a light switch, there is light! It's amazing.

When I read back over the previous post, I gag a little bit.
The With Electricity At Her Fingertips Mollie thinks that Pioneer No Electricity Mollie is a little delusional and too positive. I tried to be diligent about writing something each day we were without electricity so I could remember the things that really made me lose patience and the things that weren't all that bad. I am aware, and did document, that I had to shut off the parts of my brain that needed to dwell in Pity Land.
I HAD to be that positive and delusional that we could do it or I think I would have cried the whole time.

Now that all my fingers and toes are warm, and I'm not cashing in favors from friends, it's like my brain has shifted and shut off other parts (like the survival instinct parts), and I calmly turn on the stove to boil water for tea.
How can the change happen so fast?

I can't figure out if my dominant emotion is disappointment in myself, or sheer gratitude for the return of the conveniences I am reluctantly attached to. Maybe the gratitude and disappointment are edges of the same cliff: my parenting cliff.

Today I'll lean on the side of gratitude, and I'll sip my hot tea and catch up on some serious blog reading.