What? Not Again!
I have 20 more minutes before I have to go home and where I will be in darkness. Eternal darkness! Horrible, horrible darkness.
Yes, the husband and the boy will be there, too, but that is beside the point. Actually, it just makes it worse because it just reinforces that I have to miss Top Chef and Lost.
I didn’t complain last fall when the hurricane winds knocked out my electricity for 3 days and I had to chase those two nuts away from opening up the fridge and staring into it. Nor did I mumble a word when the ice storm two weeks ago crushed the hood of my car and took it out of commission for a week.
But, Lord, to make me miss Lost and Top Chef tonight? How did I offend Thee?
(meekly, head bowed)
I repent. Can I get my electricity back on by 11?