I opened the front door to find the inside of the house filled with dark. "Hellooooooo?" I called out as I kicked off my running shoes.
"The Grid's down!" yelled my daughter from a couple rooms over.
I wandered into the den. "For how long?"
My daughter didn't even look up from her book. She was snuggled against the window to take advantage of what sunlight
there was. "10 minutes. More or less."
The Grid. At one time, there was 'the power' and then there was 'the Internet' and now everything has become so interwingled, that they are now considered one and the same. And now we live two lives. Our "normal" lives are lived when everything works (more or less) and then there are those times when life suddenly lurches off-grid - and you are rudely thrown into an indefinite holiday. Or possible disaster.
Luckily my kids have enough old-timey off-grid pursuits to hold them over until the Grid returns but I, normally so calm and collected, immediately get the Fidgets when I'm not online. That being said, I think I have valid reasons why.
I made my way up the stairs into my tiny home-office and pulled out an ancient looking piece of laptop hardware from under the bed. As I connected the lappy to the battery and fired up a connection on the MESH
, I started speculating why we were off-grid. Infrastructure failure? Political cover-up some of event that the powers decided should happen in darkness? vAMPires? I had a bad feeling about this.
But before I could get connected, the lights suddenly came back on. I checked the console and saw that husband and son would shortly be returning from soccer.
After I returned my gear to their proper spaces, I double checked my travel bag to make sure that the batteries inside were fully juiced and my clearances were all up to date and in order.
The call could come at anytime, whether I was on grid or off.