Living in the Dark Ages

21 05 2008

Today has been a lazy day. It’s been quiet and relaxing.

And then the power went out.

On the rare occasion that that happens, it usually comes right back on again. But this time it did not. I imagined it was probably some outside source like when someone drove their car into a transformer on my college campus and classes were cancelled for the rest of the day (unless your professer was a jerk).

The kids were wacky about the outage – the girl child being afraid of the dark (hello? daylight?) and the boy running around to try different switches and to announce which ones didn’t work (all of them). Since we have errands to run anyway (knitting store! knitting store!) I figured now was as good a time as any and maybe we’d have electricty again when we got home from M’s speech appointment (and the knitting store!).

Moral of the story is: call the gas company before assuming the rest of the world is in on it.

When we stepped outside, I saw the neighbor’s porch light was on. However. That doesn’t mean anything because the engineers who constructed this building got creative and decided to put the building on two different circuits. Makes for interesting power outages where half the residents point and laugh at the other half.*

So I called the electric company who said I should go check my breaker and then if I wanted to sit home all day long and wait for someone to come check it out, they would be happy to send someone out. Thanks.

After a quick run to the knitting store (knitting store!), we came back home and the landlord came into my messy, messy abode to check on the problem. The state of the house with toys and laundry all over was nothing compared to the continual state of my closet which is – of course – where the circuit switches are. *sigh* I really should take a photo of it since my dirty secret is out now anyway. This is one of the main reasons I want to own a house. STORAGE. I can be neat and organized if given half a chance. Truly.

Anyway, that didn’t solve the problem, but checking the main breaker outside, apparently did. I was then chastised for having a deep freeze because they, apparently, use a lot of power. Now, I’m no electrician, but this remark seems akin to when my landlord told me that replacing the bent window screens would not stop the spider infestation because – quote – “Spiders don’t come in through windows.”** Yes, my landlord does often take hallucinogenic drugs while on the job. Keeps life interesting, you know. Anyway, I do realize the he’s not wrong in saying a deep freeze uses a lot of electricty, but I’m just not certain it’s enough to cause the whole house to shut down.

So, in the end we have electricity. I think perhaps it was the Universe’s way of gently pushing me to turn off the computer and DO stuff. So I came right here to blog about it.

*This never happened. Yet.
**He’s right, you know They actually knock and quite politely ask for permission to enter.




One response

21 05 2008

the universe sends me messages about my computer use, too… and i receive them much the same way you do, too. šŸ™‚

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