KABOOM! The house rattled. I searched around, nothing seemed wrong. It was late, dark, and the whole family was nestled in bed. So, finding the forces of evil were not upon my doorstep, there I returned. I woke at some wee hour of the morning, went to the bathroom, and noticed the fuse box cover open. I heard prowling and went to investigate. It was Flex. He said the some truck hit a utility pole and our electricity was out. Okay, no problem for me, I was asleep anyhow. Then my alarm rang and there was still no electricity. I hit snooze for 30 minutes and still no electricity. *sigh* Unfortunately, everything in this house is run on electricity. Tired of waiting in limbo, I decided upon action. I rose, checked the fuse box to make sure everything was on, noticed the utility workers out in the school parking lot, and I began to light candles.
Actually, I love when the electricity goes out. It’s soooo quiet. It’s very dark. It straddles creepy and peaceful simultaneously. *shivers with excitement* How fun.
The electricity is back on now, and I’m contentedly cooking breakfast. I tried to shout my thanks to the two men who were out in the cold and darkness restoring my electricity, but they couldn’t hear me. I just wrote my electrical board an email to thank them. Too many times people only hear the complaints. Once in a while, it makes the job all worth while to hear a compliment and some thanks. I hope they really do forward it to them.
Actually, I love when the electricity goes out. It’s soooo quiet. It’s very dark. It straddles creepy and peaceful simultaneously. *shivers with excitement* How fun.
The electricity is back on now, and I’m contentedly cooking breakfast. I tried to shout my thanks to the two men who were out in the cold and darkness restoring my electricity, but they couldn’t hear me. I just wrote my electrical board an email to thank them. Too many times people only hear the complaints. Once in a while, it makes the job all worth while to hear a compliment and some thanks. I hope they really do forward it to them.
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They seem to appreciate it. It's that sort of thing that makes me love the South. (Though I do still miss Eugene and the PNW.)
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