power

Day three without power! Seriously, there is something so wrong in my world. I had a water leak and it leaked into the fuse box and shorted the whole little thing to pieces. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

After I figured out it wasn't the whole neighborhood, and oh wasn't this fun with candles and the fireplace, and it was just me without power. Let's just say I am not the brightest bulb in the package. The fact that I have a street light right outside the front of my house, could have been a clue, IF I HAD A MIND.

Emergency power guy came out. He tried. I had power for 30 minutes before it shorted out again. It was a lot like winning the lottery for 30 minutes before you realize you just wrote down the winning numbers on a piece of paper, they are NOT your numbers, which are not even close to the winning numbers. I almost got warm. I almost had a delicious chicken pot pie cooked. I almost had the coffee done. Pop. Back in the dark. Not fun with candles anymore.

The neighbors came with a flashlight. The emergency power guy came out, nothing he could do. I was sent back in time to the 1800's and I did not like it. I read by flashlight. Went to bed at 9:30, I was bored.

Sunday, no power the entire day. Finally about 4:30 yesterday, they got it almost all back on. Only the oven refuses to participate in the let's get our ass in gear and turn on. Today everybody back again to finish the job.

Nothing in my house is to code. Nothing is easy or located in the place it is suppose to be. My meter box is located too close to an open window. In Seaside, it is a law that you can't have your meter box next to a window because at one time, a meter reader was reading a meter, the homeowner thought she/he was a peeping tom, and shot and killed her/him. Now they also have to wear orange vests, the readers not the meter. That needs to move.

My power into the house is too close to an upstairs window that opens. Since I may open the window and play around with live electrical cords, I now need to hire a window guy to make the window inoperable. I can't make this stuff up.

Right now I have power. Tomorrow no power.

I do have to say that this weekend has really repaired my faith in my fellow men. Everyone, and I do mean everyone, has bent over backwards for me. The power guy worked on his birthday. One power guy babysat the other guy's children so he could go on the roof to repair the lines. The power company came out three times yesterday. The neighbors brought me hot food, had me over for dinner, provided me a warm bed, helped me dismantle my driveway gate so I could leave my house. All this has been done with a smile and a kind attitude.

I feel so lucky to have landed here. Though I also like power. A LOT.