All is Calm

Our power has been out for over an hour and a half now. I'm annoyed by this because it's the 4th or 5th time it's happened in the last 6 mos. But, there's a strange peace about all the things being off...no humming refrigerator, no whirring of the computer fan, no radio. I don't have to worry about getting the laundry done, or running the dishwasher, or scrubbing the toilets. All that is on hold. It's just quiet and calm. Timothy, who was quite upset when all the things turned off, has calmed down and has been playing with his trains for the last hour. I'm rocking AJ (who is snuggly and warm) and reading and enjoying the camaraderie. 

I don't often have days like this; days when I ignore the voice in my head that's telling me to do, to be productive, to earn my keep. I do have days where I don't get anything done, but they are usually accompanied by massive amounts of self-inflicted guilt about what I should do or be. 

Today, though? Today, when the power went out, that voice went out, too. (Hmmm. Maybe that voice is electronic?) I'm just relaxing, and I'm enjoying it. The chores and guilt can wait til the power is back. And, since it's not cold, I'm praying it doesn't come back for awhile. 

Though, if it doesn't come back, I'm not exactly sure how I'll make lunch. Or dinner. 

I guess there's always take-out, huh?