When the Lights Go Down at Chez Oubliette
Saturday there were PLANS. I had people actually coming to my new place to play games. I bought food. I had games all picked out, including this new game that just arrived called On Her Majesty's Service...
It was all ready to go. Then the Pacific Northwest yelled "NO FUCK YOUR PLANS!" and cut my power.
We played games anyways. Gwen and Alex braved the wilds to come over and salvage things. Games were played. Different from the ones I had thought we would play, but you have to make some changes when you are playing by candlelight....
My power was still out 24 hours later so I fled my prison today and hid at my old roommates' place. Here I have been treated to excessive snuggling from their normally antisocial cat. They also allowed me to do a load of laundry, which was part of my original plan today.
I have been stressed by all this. I will need to throw out a bunch of food and restock, which will be expensive. There is also a strong possibility that the power will still be out when I head back in a bit, which means a second night of sleeping without my CPAP. THAT will ruin me and may force me to call out sick from work, which I am trying to avoid.
But my friends have been awesome and I am feeling much better than I might have felt otherwise.