The storm that blew through Thursday knocked out the power at my house. I did not think much about it until I got home from work. Sitting in the dark and twiddling my thumbs is not my strong suit, but there was nothing I could do to change my situation.

I decided the best and only options were to look at the positives, which included not having to cook supper, and since there would be no TV watching, I would take a long hot bath before going to bed.

We have a large gas hot water tank, and as much as I have dreamed about having a space-saving tankless water heater, I was glad for the monstrosity that takes up square footage in my laundry room.

All was good, until I woke up the next morning, and there was still no power.

I lay in bed, not wanting to get out, but knew I had work to do at the paper.

I crawled out irritated, I was either going to have to heat up water for instant coffee or drive through McDonald’s on my way to work for my caffeine fix. But to my surprise, hubby had cranked up the small generator we have had since Hurricane Katrina blew through, and in addition to plugging up the refrigerators, he had the coffee maker brewing.

He gets huge brownie points for that one!

The hot cup of Joe was exactly what I needed to begin figuring out what I was going to do with my hair.

With the power directed towards keeping the ice cream frozen and the coffee hot, there was not much muscle left to plug in a professional blow dryer.

Unfortunately for me, I am not a natural beauty, and each and every morning I work hard to straighten out my nappy curls.

Mom insists I look good when I go natural, but after growing up as a teenager in the 1970’s when long and straight was en vogue, I still cannot wrap my head around out of control frizz, so I decided to wear an “up do” and just not look in the mirror.

Everyone was nice when I got to work, and they did not mention anything about my hair. I am sure they do not give two hoots about my looks, even though they have critiqued my footwear choices at times. (There are days I have worn converse tennis shoes to make me feel young.)

Entergy is not giving any definitive response as to when my power will return, and I hate to complain about the inclement weather when I know these guys are doing the best they can to restore power.

This situation, though annoying, is temporary, and I guess having to eat out a few more times and soak in my Jacuzzi tub with a glass of wine is not the worst thing that could happen.

I will have to start wearing a hat if this goes on too much longer though.