Lack of power in the midnight hour
I woke up sometime before one o'clock to the sound of mosquitoes.
I thought I must have been exhausted to have gone to bed without turning the fan on.
I stretched my foot out to turn the fan on and heard the click that told me I had turned it off. That's when I realized how dark the room was.
Power cut.
I found my watch and got the light on it to work. The time was 0h46.
After a while I got up and walked around. I had moved a chair the night before and, after hitting my foot against it twice, I put it back where I had got it from.
By this time my sister had heard me stumbling around. She told me that the power had been gone from minutes after eleven, that she had just got through to the power company, and that there had been a bad accident that had taken out poles on the road.
A while later, I went back to my room, lit a candle, and looked for my mosquito candle. I found it fairly quickly and lit it. I then thought that, with two candles lit, I might have enough light to draw with.
I was still trying to find an eraser when I heard what sounded like a clawing noise. I was wondering if the dog or a burglar was trying to break in when my sister told me that the power had come back. The clawing sound was the printer resetting itself.
They had taken a little more than two hours to replace poles, lay lines, do all the checks, and get the power back, all in the middle of the night. There are times that I get flaming mad with the JPS, but this is not one of them. I would consider this a job well done.
I really hate mosquitoes, though.
I thought I must have been exhausted to have gone to bed without turning the fan on.
I stretched my foot out to turn the fan on and heard the click that told me I had turned it off. That's when I realized how dark the room was.
Power cut.
I found my watch and got the light on it to work. The time was 0h46.
After a while I got up and walked around. I had moved a chair the night before and, after hitting my foot against it twice, I put it back where I had got it from.
By this time my sister had heard me stumbling around. She told me that the power had been gone from minutes after eleven, that she had just got through to the power company, and that there had been a bad accident that had taken out poles on the road.
A while later, I went back to my room, lit a candle, and looked for my mosquito candle. I found it fairly quickly and lit it. I then thought that, with two candles lit, I might have enough light to draw with.
I was still trying to find an eraser when I heard what sounded like a clawing noise. I was wondering if the dog or a burglar was trying to break in when my sister told me that the power had come back. The clawing sound was the printer resetting itself.
They had taken a little more than two hours to replace poles, lay lines, do all the checks, and get the power back, all in the middle of the night. There are times that I get flaming mad with the JPS, but this is not one of them. I would consider this a job well done.
I really hate mosquitoes, though.