Power Success

Well, we’re back to the 20^th cen­tury (we’ll get to the 21^st in a few more days, I think). The power came back on at about mid­night last night. So far, the only per­ma­nent dam­age is a lot of spoilt food in the freezer and fridge. Most of the clocks have been reset (except for the Rice Cooker — who thought of putting one on that? Oh, right, some peo­ple set it in the morn­ing to cook rice for when they get home from work).
The com­puter seems 100%, but the TV is still dead. Actu­ally, it died a day or two before the power fail­ure, so it’s not related, as far as I can tell. Too bad that it didn’t mag­i­cally heal itself when the power returned.
The rea­son for the power not com­ing back in our build­ing (when it did for the rest of the area of South False Creek that was affected) was that our Main switch blew (and that is to say ‘sploded!) when the cur­rent started flow­ing again. With lit­tle or no com­mu­ni­ca­tion (some of the land­line phones were out as well) we relied on the old fash­ioned game of tele­phone. Rumours were run­ning ram­pant as we came and left the build­ing. “It was a huge rat that got torched.” said one neigh­bor. “It’ll be down for 4 or 5 days.” said another. I’m sur­prised we didn’t get sto­ries cir­cu­lat­ing of aliens or zom­bies in the Gen­er­a­tor room.
Hav­ing show­ered, shaven and reset most of the radios and clocks, etc. I now have to get to the task of throw­ing out all of the bad food. It could have been much worse; this week we had less left­overs than we usu­ally do in the fridge.
I still chuckle over the for­tune cookie (which I tweeted last night) that we got at the end of din­ner: NOW IS THE TIME TO DEPART FROM YOUR REGULAR ROUTINE. Yes, Mr. Cookie, it was indeed. Now, I’m just hop­ing to get back to some sem­blance of that rou­tine, if you don’t mind.