Power Failure!
Our electric is provided by Pennsylvania Power and Light (PPL), who are very reliable. Only rarely do we ever lose power, and when we do, it almost never lasts more than half an hour.
The power went out at about ten this morning. The first thing I did was go have a shower. I figured I'd better get to the hot water before it cooled off. Without electricity, the hot water heater wouldn't be working either. At 10:30 I called PPL and they said it would be back on by 1 pm. Their automated system called a bit later to say 3 pm. It came on at about ten minutes to eleven for five minutes, then went back out again. Tease. Eventually, right about noon, it came on and stayed on so that I could have lunch. :) Can't cook without power!
It's amazing how quiet the house is without electric: the refrigerator doesn't come on, the television isn't talking, I can't even listen to music, unless I want to play 'Hunt the classical music cassette tape' in the dark closet. Sometimes I think it'd be nice to get back to basics, but I know I'm addicted to technology. I need at least some white noise in the background. My ears make up their own sounds when it's completely quiet.
In a fit of cowardice, I canceled my dentist appointment for today. They had my appointment half an hour later than they told me on Friday anyway. Goofballs. I'm terrified they'll turn out to be a pile of morons who will give me the Martian Death Flu by picking up somebody's pen with their gloves and then sticking their fingers in my mouth. Not that it changes my need for dentures, but I think the jaw thing can be largely laid at the feet of my sinuses. Yes, yes, I'm gonna reschedule. Funny, I've only been this germophobic this last six months or so. When I went to the dentist for that $1 consultation complete with X-rays last year (or was it? I forget) I had no concerns about germs from the dentist's hands. I was far more concerned with the effects the sedative pill they wanted me to take would have on my digestive system. I'm being ruled by my fears; I know that. It's not good. But it's very hard to get out from under this. Being depressed doesn't make it any easier. Blah, I say. Blah.
The power went out at about ten this morning. The first thing I did was go have a shower. I figured I'd better get to the hot water before it cooled off. Without electricity, the hot water heater wouldn't be working either. At 10:30 I called PPL and they said it would be back on by 1 pm. Their automated system called a bit later to say 3 pm. It came on at about ten minutes to eleven for five minutes, then went back out again. Tease. Eventually, right about noon, it came on and stayed on so that I could have lunch. :) Can't cook without power!
It's amazing how quiet the house is without electric: the refrigerator doesn't come on, the television isn't talking, I can't even listen to music, unless I want to play 'Hunt the classical music cassette tape' in the dark closet. Sometimes I think it'd be nice to get back to basics, but I know I'm addicted to technology. I need at least some white noise in the background. My ears make up their own sounds when it's completely quiet.
In a fit of cowardice, I canceled my dentist appointment for today. They had my appointment half an hour later than they told me on Friday anyway. Goofballs. I'm terrified they'll turn out to be a pile of morons who will give me the Martian Death Flu by picking up somebody's pen with their gloves and then sticking their fingers in my mouth. Not that it changes my need for dentures, but I think the jaw thing can be largely laid at the feet of my sinuses. Yes, yes, I'm gonna reschedule. Funny, I've only been this germophobic this last six months or so. When I went to the dentist for that $1 consultation complete with X-rays last year (or was it? I forget) I had no concerns about germs from the dentist's hands. I was far more concerned with the effects the sedative pill they wanted me to take would have on my digestive system. I'm being ruled by my fears; I know that. It's not good. But it's very hard to get out from under this. Being depressed doesn't make it any easier. Blah, I say. Blah.