So I’m sitting at home, listening to some sweeet tuneage, chatting with friends (that included Maribou), and, suddenly, BRRRREWWWN everything turns off. Lights, monitor, everything.
I’m irritated because, hey, I was in the middle of something. So I called Maribou up on the phone (she was at work) and said “please apologize for me, I’ve just lost power.” She told me “Hey, I’d love to, but we lost power here too. Now, if you’ll pardon me, I have to deal with the fact that we’ve just lost power.”
So we hung up and I figured, okay, the power should be back on by now.
And it wasn’t.
I heard a fire truck in the distance.
So I figured that I’d call a handful of friends… Dman wasn’t answering his phone, Elmgrows wasn’t answering his phone, Fish wasn’t answering his phone…
“Huh,” I thought. “It’s happening.”
I then called mom and she answered and I asked her “Hey, do you have power?” and she said “Oh, yeah! I’m using the computer right now! If you’ve lost power, do you need anything? Groceries? Do you need to spend the night over here?”
“Ma, Ma, Ma. I’m just checking to see if you had power or if it was time to panic. We’re good.”
So I called Maribou and told her that it was not, in fact, happening and she said that she already knew that. There was a car accident that knocked over something or other.
Whew! So I said that I’d think about going to bed because, seriously, all of my entertainments require electricity (even the books require a flashlight) so I figured I’d just go to bed.
And apologize to the folks I was chatting with as soon as I got internet back.
Lying in bed, petting the kitties who were wondering why the bald one was in bed so early, I sighed and prepared to drift off when, one hour later, the power turned back on.
But, apparently, we didn’t have internet. Just power.
So it wasn’t until more or less right now that I was able to write this and just be pleased that, this weekend, I can spend it doing chores instead of trying to find ammo.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)