{"id":5186,"date":"2015-08-10T20:51:18","date_gmt":"2015-08-11T00:51:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=5186"},"modified":"2019-05-15T13:48:04","modified_gmt":"2019-05-15T17:48:04","slug":"day-35-powering-down","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=5186","title":{"rendered":"Day 35: Powering down"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When we were driving to the Cleveland airport yesterday, the traffic signals were out for miles and miles along the lake road. It was a bit spooky, but everyone was driving more cautiously. At intersections, people simply took turns, unregulated by police or lights.<\/p>\n<p>When I got back to Atlanta, Tom&#8217;s car battery was dead, for the second time in several weeks. But in researching how to charge it (the battery is in the rear, and the tailgate wouldn&#8217;t open without power), we learned a lot about the car and how to take care of the battery.<\/p>\n<p>Today when I got back to the house, I plopped down on the couch for my nap. I was exhausted from travel and still had not absorbed all the events, conversations, and information from the week in Ohio. I set the alarm for 39 minutes, but when it sounded I slapped it off and went right back to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>My battery, apparently, was also dead. When I sleep like that, I figure my brain must need it.<\/p>\n<p>I awoke in the middle of a storm. Lightning and thunder that came close together, winds that howled and whipped even the largest trees.<\/p>\n<p>I was debating whether to rouse myself enough to go to the gym when I realized the power was out. I discovered, reading Facebook on my phone, that most of the community was without power &#8211; which I figured included the gym. Trees were down and we were being warned to stay off the roads.<\/p>\n<p>So I opened all the windows and caught the post-storm breezes; the house cooled. I raised the window blinds for more light, and admired the trees, and how the drops of water strung themselves along cobwebs.<\/p>\n<p>Instead of working out or tackling any of the things on my never-ending to-do list, I relaxed on the couch and read my latest ancestry materials.<\/p>\n<p>My immigrant ancestors did not know electricity until near the end of their lives. They owned few, if any, books, other than the Bible. I&#8217;m not sure how many of them were even literate.<\/p>\n<p>The information they had was mostly what they carried in their heads. And their heads cleared as they slept in a log house amid the silent fields of their labor.<\/p>\n<p>When I lived in Afghanistan, we often had no power. I learned more about generators than I ever wanted to know. We ran a computer off a car battery; and later our translator, an engineer by training, rigged up a solar power system for the house.<\/p>\n<p>Life and work went on with and without electricity, centered as it was on building a new country, a democracy. Reporters and editors talked to each other face to face without appointments, because so few people even had a cell phone.<\/p>\n<p>Being without power is a huge inconvenience for millions of people in countries like Pakistan, where I work on projects now. It can thwart development and distort the economy.<\/p>\n<p>But here in the U.S., being without power can be like a little holiday if you go with that flow. It quiets things down. It allows you to focus. You can sit with yourself.<\/p>\n<p>Today, it was a lovely way to extend my vacation.<\/p>\n<p>The penny is a 2003 &#8211; commemorating the year in Kabul when I had the least electricity, and to represent the 3 hours today without electricity, when I blissfully powered down. It came out of the roll in this blackened state:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/2003-Day-35-BW.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5232\" src=\"http:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/2003-Day-35-BW-300x238.jpg\" alt=\"2003 Day 35 BW\" width=\"300\" height=\"238\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/2003-Day-35-BW-300x238.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/2003-Day-35-BW-1024x811.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/08\/2003-Day-35-BW.jpg 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When we were driving to the Cleveland airport yesterday, the traffic signals were out for miles and miles along the lake road. It was a bit spooky, but everyone was driving more cautiously. At intersections, people simply took turns, unregulated by police or lights. When I got back to Atlanta, Tom&#8217;s car battery was dead, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=5186\" class=\"more-link\">read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Day 35: Powering down<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":5188,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[316],"tags":[109,110,101,111,88,114,113,112],"class_list":["post-5186","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-improvisation","tag-109","tag-afghanistan","tag-ancestors","tag-electricity","tag-ohio","tag-pakistan","tag-power","tag-sleep"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5186","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5186"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5186\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5233,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5186\/revisions\/5233"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/5188"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5186"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5186"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5186"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}