Guess what?

I was on my connecting bus heading home when my sister calls to tell me that most of the power is out in the apartment.

I thought maybe a fuse blew or the kids from upstairs touched something in our box by mistake. Unlikely as that is.

I get home and went into the dark basement just as the kids show up to go down there too.

It seems that bits of both apartments weren't getting power. So now it's almost an hour later and we have most of the lights on. The microwave and the stove have power, but thing else. Anything that uses a socket is dead. Including the water heaters downstairs I believe.

And my day was going so well outside of my leg hurting me. Yeah, it still hurts. I thought it was getting better a few weeks ago, now it feels like it's getting worst. Go figure.

So, back to the crisis of no power. Of course my sister is flipping out. So unless we turn off our phones, they will be dead in the morning. That brings up how do we wake up. No phone, no alarm.

Lucky us we have old ipads that we use as clocks. Mine lasts over 12 hours when unplugged, so I told my sister to get the one from the living room.

Speaking of phones, I had to get a new one yesterday. Friday, I forgot that my phone was in my back pocket in my rush to use the bathroom when I got home from work and it fell into the toilet. And yes. I peed on it. So, I coughed up a little over $600 to get a new iPhone 7+. And I still have to pay rent. Yeah.

And this is the next day. No tv. No internet. No fridge. No doorbell and soon, no phones. I'm at 54% or so now.

So, I was going to say I caught you up, but I haven't said anything about the shower.

Tomorrow.

Later.



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