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but, we had an unusual ice storm. In the south, when we have freezing weather, it usually is ice, not snow, and it's usually horrendous. It didn't used to happen very often at all, but lately we have had it every year several times a year. And the worst thing about it is that it never happens when I have enough water and canned goods to last through it. We had had a particularly bad ice storm that one year and every 2 seconds, we would hear the "gunshot" sounds of the pine trees snapping under the weight of the ice. My nerves were shot. I am one of those chicken shits that is afraid of thunderstorms, hurricanes, tornadoes, wind storms, and just about anything in the natural disaster in the making category. Murphy's law applies to my life in a huge way. If anything bad is going to happen, it usually happens to me.
Well, during that particular ice storm, there was some sandwich ham in the refrigerator. I normally like ham okay in a sort of take it or leave it type way. Well, naturally the power went out for 4 days because no one in this idiotic, badly run town had the foresight or the money to maybe put the power lines underground. Well, the ham went bad and I cannot stand the smell of spoiled ham. I don't even like the smell of ham when it is close to getting old. Like I said, while it is fresh, I like it okay, but when it goes bad, I turn into Jack Nicholson's character, Jack Torrance, from the Shining.
Despite my best efforts, I turned into a monster I hated during that storm. I couldn't control myself. I started feeling funny, and every time my aunt would go into the refrigerator to get something out or check for food that wasn't going to be good any more anyhow, I would feel this maddening rage come over me. I cannot explain it. I'm ashamed to say that I got cabin fever so bad that time that I started losing it and ended up so enraged that I had to go outside and throw anything I could get cracked loose from the ice as far as I could throw it. I don't know why being trapped indoors with no heat and no electricity and no food for 4 days affected me that way. I turned into a monster. Now, I make sure I at least get rid of any ham if the weather people are calling for bad bad precipitation of any kind during cold weather. I honestly think it was the smell of the ham, because I have been snowbound a couple of times since that incident with no major anger issues springing up out of nowhere. I still felt that end of the world scared feeling and I did feel sort of bored and frustrated, but I didn't end up going outside and throwing things and yelling nasty things to everyone and no one in particular.
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