Power Outage Chronicles: Bagels, Blackout Curtains, and Barely Legal Nudity

At about 11 a.m. (give or take), a transformer near my house decided it had had enough of this world. Cue: dramatic pop.
kapow. BOOM … and just like that, the entire block (16 homes + a marina full of boat folks) was suddenly and battery backups everywhere start going off. And yes, I described the sound like that to the power company. He laughed. I did not. 

It’s now 4:30 p.m. and here’s where we stand:

✅  Phone call from Florida Power and Light that power may be restored by 6:30 p.m. (We may be shriveled up jerky by then.)
✅ Took a surprisingly nice, long nap

✅ Curtains have not moved all day (we are now a cave people and I am I search of 100% blackout curtains)
✅ Forgot to eat breakfast
✅ Have not started hurricane shopping
✅ Did, however, risk it all and break into the fridge for cream cheese because bagels felt emotionally necessary
✅ Miss my AC with a passion
✅ Have removed nearly all the clothing I legally can without starting a neighborhood scandal
✅ To-do list is a mile long, but I’ve accomplished... basically nothing

So yeah—shoutout to the power company, wherever you are. May your repair crews be swift, your trucks be air-conditioned, and your coffee be strong. 🙏

Until then, I’ll be sweating in the dark, contemplating life choices, and making a hurricane season shopping list. 🥵🕯️

BTW how do you like my AI image? 😁


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