While it wasn't a dark and stormy night yet, an ice storm was coming. The last time we'd had an ice storm, we were kidless, and we lost power for five days. The romance of sleeping in front of the fireplace quickly cooled off along with the temperature in the house. If we lost power again, 39 degrees just wasn't going to be acceptable with two kids. That's why my husband took a trip out to the shed to get our generator ready to combat a potential loss of power. Except he couldn't find the generator. After a few minutes of brainstorming ( Did I put it somewhere else?), he called someone who frequently borrows our stuff. "Your generator?" said The Borrower, "Yeah, when you were out of the country last year, I let somebody borrow it. I'll give him a call." And then a few minutes later, The Borrower called back. "There is a small problem. He has the generator, and it works. But … he thinks it's his. So best of luck to ya. 'Bye." So my husband made a second phone call. Sure enough, the other guy thought the generator was his. But the strange thing was that he thought it had been his for years. This is an old friend of our family, so we decided to preserve the relationship and ignore the problem pf the questionable ownership of the generator. The ice storm didn't materialize that time or any other time during the long winter. Crisis averted, relationship preserved. But winter's coming again. "We really need to have a generator before winter hits," my husband said recently. He priced a new one. A new generator will set us back $700. Seven hundred dollars. Seven hundred dollars has a way of making me irritated with the whole situation all over again. There are so many things wrong with the story I have shared. I feel stupid that we haven't really addressed the issue, perplexed that this happened with someone we've known for years, and just plain annoyed that we don't have a generator. And let's not forget that we didn't even lend it to someone in the first place. In fact, the only good thing about it is that it provides me with some blog article content because it inspired a question: Do "nice" people finish last financially?