Saturday, September 16, 2017
Survival, day 6
When the power goes out for the neighborhood, it's always the same few score of houses that are without power. Bunny and I suspect it's because we're at the tail end of our particular power grid and there's a critical breaker tripped or wire down that is feeding our neighborhood. And because of the low number of houses affected by our particular outage, it's likely we would be one of the last group of people FPL will fix due to Hurricane Irma. We're expecting sometime around tomorrow evening.
Also of concern here at Chez Boca is the Internet connection. It went out first, and from what we heard from The Monopolistic Phone Company, it wouldn't be until next week before we get the land line fixed (we have DSL).
We're roughing it here. And I don't even like camping!
So this morning as I was sleeping, something in my hind-brain noticed that it wasn't as miserably hot and humid in the bedroom—it actually felt cool! What? I look—and there's the alarm clock blinking. Blinking? Blinking … this means somethi—POWER!
We have POWER!
Oh that sweet sweet air conditioning! Praise be FPL!
That still meant we have a week or so before we get Internet connectivity back, but lo', it too, was back up!
Praise be The Monopolisic … er … no. I just can't praise the Monopolistic Phone Company.
Anyway, all is right with the world (or at least our little corner of it). We have Internet. We have power. What could possibly go wrong?
