The utility company keeps calling my house (and every house in Gurnee) to reassure me that much progress is being made! Help is on the way! Lots of people have their power back!
That's nice, but my house has been dark for 62 hours and my street is still a mess.
This morning the tree guys came.
For today, this is what progress looks like.
We've seen at least a dozen ComEd trucks come and go. I'm not sure what they are doing but I feel like they're gawking. "Hey, look what a mess this block is! Glad we don't have to fix it."
Tonight we had three big trucks here for a while and I thought the calvary had arrived. Then two of them left. Then the other one left. Now we're back to one truck, carrying two spools of wire, sitting on the side of the road. I overheard him tell someone they are waiting for materials.
We're all set up in the church kitchen now. It's like a weird camping trip. Sleep in your own bed, use candles and flashlights at night, walk a long way to get your breakfast. So glad toilets don't need electricity. Tomorrow morning I will walk over to the church kitchen to make coffee and fix lunches for my two daycampers.
In the evening, perhaps!, dinner from our own kitchen.
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