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Monday seems like a very long time ago now, or maybe something I just dreamed, but I do remember sitting outside that comparatively cool (though still hot) afternoon when raindrops began falling. The cool drops felt so nice that I just continued to sit there in the rain for several minutes. It was the highlight of the day. Later I remembered to take the wheelie bin out to the street, by which time the moderate rain had long since stopped (the ground never became entirely wet) and then had something to eat. I don't recall exactly what, but I have a vague impression that a can of beans was involved.
It wasn't until rather late in the evening that things began to go pear shaped. Sometime after ten I felt a wave of exhaustion and decided to take a nap. I put the computer in sleep mode, plugged my phone in to recharge, and got into bed, thinking I'd probably wake up in a couple of hours, so I left the lamp on. I was just about to drop off when suddenly the lights went out. I got up and looked out the window and the lights in the parking lot of the apartment house next door were out too. Then I heard noise in the bike path the other side of my back fence, and looked out there to see light atop the bushes spilling from a PG&E truck down the path some distance. They were already working on the lines.
Well, I thought, I want to sleep anyway, so I went back to bed, but found that I couldn't sleep. You know your life is too boring when a power outage is too much excitement for you. After an hour or so of trying to get to sleep I got up and called PG&E to see if there was an estimated time for power to be back on. I was told it would be about 2:30, and as there was nothing else to do I went back to bed, though I noticed on looking out the window that the lights were back on at the apartment house next door.
Still unable to sleep, I tossed and turned for what I thought was an hour or so, then got up and checked the time. It was going on 3:00. I'd signed up for text messages about the outage, and one had arrived saying that the estimated time for recovery was now 10:20 that morning. Well rats. I dug out my battery powered lamp and started reading. The PG&E truck was gone from the bike path, but I could hear noise from the crew up on the cross street, so there was apparently more than one problem involved.
Daylight returned, and I checked my text messages and had a new one saying that the time of recovery had been pushed all the way to 1:20 Tuesday afternoon. It was now 8:00 in the morning. I began to worry about the stuff in my freezer. It was going to be a hot day, and without air conditioning the apartment was bound to heat up. Not long after that I finally fell asleep, and then woke up a bit after noon to find the lights back on. A text message told me that power had been restored just after 10:30. I went to check the freezer, but by then things had been re-chilled enough that I was unable to tell had bad it had gotten in there. I fixed some frozen stuff for dinner, so if it went bad I should find out by dying of food poisoning soon enough.
Anyway, that's how I managed to squander an entire night and most of a day, and never got to post a journal entry Monday night. I was really glad to get my Idernet back. I never found out exactly what caused the power outage. The text massages just said equipment failure. It probably got overworked by the heat wave. But the excitement is over, and I hope I can get back to my boring normal existence. But I'm thinking it was probably a good thing I didn't get to go shopping last week, or I'd have had more stuff at risk in the freezer. I haven't tried any of my ice cream yet, but I fear it might have gotten crystalized by melting and then refreezing. That's always kind of nasty.
It wasn't until rather late in the evening that things began to go pear shaped. Sometime after ten I felt a wave of exhaustion and decided to take a nap. I put the computer in sleep mode, plugged my phone in to recharge, and got into bed, thinking I'd probably wake up in a couple of hours, so I left the lamp on. I was just about to drop off when suddenly the lights went out. I got up and looked out the window and the lights in the parking lot of the apartment house next door were out too. Then I heard noise in the bike path the other side of my back fence, and looked out there to see light atop the bushes spilling from a PG&E truck down the path some distance. They were already working on the lines.
Well, I thought, I want to sleep anyway, so I went back to bed, but found that I couldn't sleep. You know your life is too boring when a power outage is too much excitement for you. After an hour or so of trying to get to sleep I got up and called PG&E to see if there was an estimated time for power to be back on. I was told it would be about 2:30, and as there was nothing else to do I went back to bed, though I noticed on looking out the window that the lights were back on at the apartment house next door.
Still unable to sleep, I tossed and turned for what I thought was an hour or so, then got up and checked the time. It was going on 3:00. I'd signed up for text messages about the outage, and one had arrived saying that the estimated time for recovery was now 10:20 that morning. Well rats. I dug out my battery powered lamp and started reading. The PG&E truck was gone from the bike path, but I could hear noise from the crew up on the cross street, so there was apparently more than one problem involved.
Daylight returned, and I checked my text messages and had a new one saying that the time of recovery had been pushed all the way to 1:20 Tuesday afternoon. It was now 8:00 in the morning. I began to worry about the stuff in my freezer. It was going to be a hot day, and without air conditioning the apartment was bound to heat up. Not long after that I finally fell asleep, and then woke up a bit after noon to find the lights back on. A text message told me that power had been restored just after 10:30. I went to check the freezer, but by then things had been re-chilled enough that I was unable to tell had bad it had gotten in there. I fixed some frozen stuff for dinner, so if it went bad I should find out by dying of food poisoning soon enough.
Anyway, that's how I managed to squander an entire night and most of a day, and never got to post a journal entry Monday night. I was really glad to get my Idernet back. I never found out exactly what caused the power outage. The text massages just said equipment failure. It probably got overworked by the heat wave. But the excitement is over, and I hope I can get back to my boring normal existence. But I'm thinking it was probably a good thing I didn't get to go shopping last week, or I'd have had more stuff at risk in the freezer. I haven't tried any of my ice cream yet, but I fear it might have gotten crystalized by melting and then refreezing. That's always kind of nasty.
