When you were growing up, did your parents every talk about someday ... maybe someday, like:
"Someday, we'll add on and you won't have to share a room ..."
"Someday, we are going to put a pool in the back yard ..."
"Someday, we are going to gut and refinish this kitchen ..."
And someday just never happened? By the time you moved out, there just wasn't time or budget or motivation to make it happen?
Well, here is the big "someday" that never happened when I was growing up.
"Someday ... we'll get electricity."
It wasn't so bad in the summers when the sun is out around the clock and we played outside anyways, but come winter, when darkness settles in in the afternoon, and not only do you not have lights, but anything else that plugs in doesn't work either ... and life was not easy. And I'm not just talking about the tv and curling iron. Things like refrigerators, well pumps and hot water heaters didn't work either.
In the winter, we froze milk jugs of water outside and put them in the refrigerator to keep cold when the generator wasn't running. The well was run about once a day when the generator was on, and us nine kids had to fight over who's turn it was to take a bath first ... poor child that ended up last! At least if you were last, the water might be not so clean ... but it was warmer. I joke about it now, time has definitely mellowed the memory.
We had a giant wind storm just the other day, and the power was out for just a few hours, and I suddenly remembered very clearly (as clear as you can with a flashlight anyway) what it was like to be without electricity. I remembered what it's like to worry about freezers melting, toilets not flushing because the well is low, and eating a not so romantic and quite cold dinner in candlelight.
That's one of the big reasons we are building the Momplex. So my mom can have electricity, and not spend the rest of her life living in a modern world, but struggling with primitive realities.
I did write about burying our utilities, but wanted to also post about how the electrical gets from the pole to inside the Momplex. Because that "someday" never happened for me growing up, and I was disappointed. But can you imagine my mom, still hoping someday?
That someday is going to happen for my mom this year.