How to stay positive when it’s monday morning and the current (electricity) is gone, again.
For the short version skip to the last sentence of this post.
Bring in a bucket of water from the tank. Did I mention that when we don’t have electricity we also don’t have running water??? This will sustain bathroom adventures, dish washing, the morning beverage ritual, thirst and hand washing throughout the day.
Boil water on the stove for your beverage of choice. This morning it’s coffee and tea to satisfy godfadda, the two babes and myself.
Sweeten with sweetner of your choice.
Sip and say ahhhh.
Smile and give thanks that you plugged in your computer last night and started this bright, humid temperature rising morning with a fully charged communication, creativity machine.
Post. And do it quickly especially if you have the plug in internet provider that is painfully slow and drains your computer painfully fast.
Call your neighbors to make sure their current is gone too. Especially if you paid your bill, in person, last week. This is, after all Jamaica. JPS (Jamaica Public Service) employees may not have entered your balance to your account.
Good, the entire district is without current. Well not good for the district but good for you. That it’s not just you, that is. you. This means that sorting out the bureaucratic nightmare of your paid balance not being added to your account is not the sole responsibility of you (i.e., me). If you have been through this already you know why I started the paragraph with “good”.
If you haven’t finished your beverage of choice (and hopefully you aren’t yet compelled to move on to something stronger, it is after all, still monday morning, etc) sip again and say ahhhhh. It’s the little things.
Indeed the little things go a long way to buffer feelings of irritability, humidity and questions as to why the electricity is gone again. There are no signs of weather, felled trees, etc. No storms in the recent past although they are looming in the future. I am grateful for the quiet atmosphere and my gas stove. And all of the creative resources we are blessed with. I give thanks for shelter and coffee, my babies, their godfadda and King Daddy who works so hard for all of us. I give thanks for the ackee, sweet sop, mangos, and other edible abundance growing, ready, ripe in our yard right now.
Off to eat a mango, gratitude is key.
One Love, walk good, in gratitude…