Thursday, August 9, 2007

Powerless

Can I get all of my grrrring out of the way in, say, a 48 hour period? Please???

Midnight plus perhaps two minutes. Flicker. Flicker. Dark. Whoosh, as the air conditioning comes back on, and so do the lights. Flicker. Flicker. Dark. Whoosh.
Unplug power supply from laptop --- no point in tempting fate here... Flicker. Flicker. Dark.

Wait for the whoosh and the light. Wait for it... wait for it wait for it wait for it....

And wait.

Close laptop, sole remaining source of light. Place securely on side table rather than risk dropping while carrying in lieu of a torch.

Walk gingerly to bedroom, get into bed hoping power will come back on so I can find my way to the other side of the house and brush my teeth without risking putting neosporin or other "do not take orally" medication on my toothbrush....

Think about the fact that our telephones are all cordless, and hence dependent on power supply, except cell phones and my cellphone is uncharged. Who knows where LOML's cell phone is. And we don't know the number of the power company by heart, so we couldn't phone them to find out an eta on power anyway.
LOML wakes, finds cellphone, calls directory assistance (Doh!) and finds out that we only have to live with outside temperatures until 2:30.

At this point the real feel outside was still 88 F. That's about 31 in real degrees for those of you in Europe, Canada, or anywhere else in the world.

The power actually was restored at 1:50: the temperature in the living room at this point was 83 F --- it had not risen too much --- but the really big difference the power made was that the ceiling fans worked again.

Aaaaahhhhhhh.

Yours, fears, and sweat evaporated,
N.

1 comment:

carmilevy said...

We seem to appreciate power so much more when it is no longer with us. We've had an uneventful summer here so far: no major outages or brownouts. But I know that as soon as I think it, we're doomed :)

Visiting from Michele's again. It's always a joy to read you!