The Ice Storm: Reverting to the Simple Life


We survived our worst ice storm in Maine thus far.  Our yard is an icy wonderworld and we just regained power the day before yesterday after nine days without.  It was a difficult adjustment, especially not knowing how long we’d be without electricity.  After about 5 days I gave up hoping it would come right back on and starting making the best of it and working hard to organize our new lifestyle.  It actually make life more simple.  No internet – no emails, facebook, youtube, Ted Talks, internet banking, library checks, shopping, etc. It’s amazing how insidious the internet had become in my life.  Yes it makes some things easier but is it really all necessary and beneficial in the long run?  When it was all said and done, our needs seemed pretty simple:   Water, Food, Light and Warmth.

We woke up daily with water on our mind.  Water management was the utmost topic throughout the nine days.  Our closest neighbors, who are off the grid, shared their drinking water with us.  We visited my parents 45 minutes away three times to shower, do laundry and fill up our 18 gallons of water for toilet flushes and we also melted quite a bit of snow.  I did the dishes once per day and cracked out the birthday plates/napkins/plastic silverware to lessen the dish load.

Food was a bit of a trick.  After 2 days we put the fridge food in coolers outside where it fluctuated between frozen solid and thawing.  Everything in the deep freezer in the unheated workshop amazingly stayed frozen solid for 9 days.  So every time we needed something from the ‘fridge’ we had to go into the woodshed or the porch.  I tried not to do any cooking at first but with a propane stove the only excuse was that it created too many dishes.  But once I got into the ‘doing dishes once per day’ routine I didn’t mind the huge pile up too much.  When it was time, we heated up about 2 gallons of water.  One for washing and one for rinsing.  Maybe the dishes weren’t pristine, but luckily it was rather dark.  Cooking supper early in the afternoon, before darkness set in, made it much easier. I could just heat things up later.

Which brings us to light.  Whoever created headlamps must have been a solitary soul because wearing a headlamp blinds every being in your sight. I missed the lamp shades and grew to be irritated by our bright flashlights and camp lights which shone so brightly.  I learned that using Mark’s work light, shined up at the white corner walls and ceiling gave us the most reflective light.  I took down all the paper snowflakes my kids had taped to the windows and removed the Christmas Tree early as it was blocking a window of light. Having snow outside was very helpful in reflecting in lots of light.  But after 5pm it was dark outside and we found that winding things down early worked well, and we went to bed all at the same time.  We did read to the kids for a while before bed with the camp light behind us.  Because of the light situation we ended up sleeping more, which I think is natural for this time of year.

As for warmth, the wood stove heats the main part of the house and sends enough to the bathroom and kids’ rooms to keep the pipes and kids from freezing.  The wood is from our property, cut and split by my husband, which is something he works on throughout the year.  It was definitely colder in the kids’ bedrooms and they didn’t play there during the day.  We had Christmas morning up in our bedroom which is above the wood stove so the warmest place.  But at night the kids were snuggled in with extra blankets and didn’t complain.

Everybody kept talking about generators and what kind we should get and how much we need one.  However I am at the point in my life where I don’t want to find new ways to use fossil fuels.  I want to simplify and we did well enough without.  Well enough so if we ever had to go without for longer it would be OK.

And despite the fact that we are the last to get power back, we still have the desire to stay out here – where sometimes we cannot even get out our road.  Some may think we’re crazy but I think we are the lucky ones. To survive and thrive when mother nature throws her hardest curve ball gave me a pretty good feeling and strengthened my connection with nature.  And to live where the water is pure, the air is fresh, and it is quiet and beautiful makes the hardships all worth while.


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