A Day Without Electricity

I woke up and the bedroom was hot.I guess the power still hasn't been fixed yet. It drives me crasy with no heating on a bloody winters day in the middle of December! I slowly slip out of bed still clutching my blanket for some warmth. I climb down the ladder and as soon as me feet touch the ground I quickly jump onto the carpet. The floor is like a sheet of frozen ice. No floor heating either. Great! Well, at least something can keep me awake in the morning at quarter to six. I'm just about to turn to switch on the light before I quickly realize no power equals no lighting. So I change in the dark. I know it's slightly weird, but sometimes I can slightly see through the dark and I can see my bed, cupboards and chair and that stuff!
I turn to pull up the curtains expecting to see the street lights glimmering the thinly snow-covered concrete that's called a street. I was completely wrong. It was pitch black and so dark that I expected to see Jason anytime bursting through the window with his machete and a hockey mask that apparently was his face.

As usual, I went to eat breakfast, the house is secondary, a kind of medium sized house so it's not difficult to find your way around. Although eating the actual breakfast was hard because I couldn't see where I was pouring the cereal so I had to feel all around for my bowl, the milk and a spoon. Which is a kind of painful process in the dark. You hit your toe and leg on a A LOT of things. I could hear my family talking around me like it was any other normal morning. I'm still in awe of how well my parents can cope like this. But they have lived in Vietnam longer than I was and they say that blackout experiences in Vietnam lasted for about weeks. Weeks! Can you believe that!? Wow.
After the 'most important meal of the day' , I had to go and use the downstairs bathroom because that was one of the only ones that was fully functioning. Brushing my teeth was equally difficult because I wasn't sure if the actual