Remodeling woes (and it isn't even our house!)
Returned Monday afternoon from our lovely surprise weekend at the beach to find that the contractors for our nearest neighbor's new fence/sun room/re-routed driveway/electric gates had managed to push over a tall pine tree into the power line for all the houses on our road. At dusk when we got home, PG&E had been at work for about 5 hours, as they ended up having to replace the pole which was broken in the excitement. there were about half a dozen large trucks, tractors, cherry-pickers and other exotic vehicles in our drive--we're at the end of the road where the garbage and recycling trucks have to turn around, so there was surprisingly still room for us too.
Most cheeringly, the neighbors in question, who had been away for two weeks during all their remodeling excitement, returned about half an hour after we did to make whimpering noises about having no power (they'd missed the previous week's storm) and possibly having to start their generator.
We meanwhile were heating tea water on the ledge of the fireplace insert and reading and knitting by lamplight quite calmly. i even managed a hot bath by candle light since the water heater was still full.
The repairs were completed around 11:15, just in time for bed. Two weeks in a row of power outages make me very grateful indeed for modern conveniences. (The laptop can't reach the internet when the Airport has no power.) Happily, no untoward weather is expected in the next week or so.
In other news, the cat was so glad we were home that she forgot to snub us and has followed me around to get in my lap at every possible opportunity. maybe she's heard that people don't leave dogs alone they way they leave cats....she's sitting on my lap now, attempting to edit my typing.
The piles of books are threatening to topple off my desk and onto the keyboard, so much processing, prepping, and packing will happen in the next two weeks; two book fairs in February. Eep! And I got a gorgeous 6-volume edition of Proust in Monterey so I'll have pleasantly soporific bedtime reading for months to come.
On the entertainment front I have seduced B into the entire run of Campion and this evening we saw Christopher Eccleston in The Second Coming, which I only just realized was written by Doctor Who's own Russell T Davies. The man really does have an issue with organized religion. Not a wonderful piece, but oddly compelling.
I've done almost 10 inches of B's new pullover and 5 inches of the top of my first sock ever. The Viking cable pattern from hell is on hold until I can work on the final few rows of the complicated pattern in full sunlight. The pullover is so restful, just knitting round and round the circle in stockinette.
And finally, a joyful announcement of
rainkatt's impending visit in March (I like to get full value out of anticipation)!
best wishes for the rest of your week, especially on the health and weather fronts.
Most cheeringly, the neighbors in question, who had been away for two weeks during all their remodeling excitement, returned about half an hour after we did to make whimpering noises about having no power (they'd missed the previous week's storm) and possibly having to start their generator.
We meanwhile were heating tea water on the ledge of the fireplace insert and reading and knitting by lamplight quite calmly. i even managed a hot bath by candle light since the water heater was still full.
The repairs were completed around 11:15, just in time for bed. Two weeks in a row of power outages make me very grateful indeed for modern conveniences. (The laptop can't reach the internet when the Airport has no power.) Happily, no untoward weather is expected in the next week or so.
In other news, the cat was so glad we were home that she forgot to snub us and has followed me around to get in my lap at every possible opportunity. maybe she's heard that people don't leave dogs alone they way they leave cats....she's sitting on my lap now, attempting to edit my typing.
The piles of books are threatening to topple off my desk and onto the keyboard, so much processing, prepping, and packing will happen in the next two weeks; two book fairs in February. Eep! And I got a gorgeous 6-volume edition of Proust in Monterey so I'll have pleasantly soporific bedtime reading for months to come.
On the entertainment front I have seduced B into the entire run of Campion and this evening we saw Christopher Eccleston in The Second Coming, which I only just realized was written by Doctor Who's own Russell T Davies. The man really does have an issue with organized religion. Not a wonderful piece, but oddly compelling.
I've done almost 10 inches of B's new pullover and 5 inches of the top of my first sock ever. The Viking cable pattern from hell is on hold until I can work on the final few rows of the complicated pattern in full sunlight. The pullover is so restful, just knitting round and round the circle in stockinette.
And finally, a joyful announcement of
rainkatt's impending visit in March (I like to get full value out of anticipation)!
best wishes for the rest of your week, especially on the health and weather fronts.