Kristin, I had a sinking feeling about your power situation when it was still of and in no imminent danger off coming back on when I left.

I think Owen's biggest issue now is transitions.

That was definitely Emmett's problem at that age. Which wasn't helped by the needing to get him to daycare before I went to work schedule in the morning. But yeah, transitions were tough and I did all my strategizing to slide past them as easily as possible.

Not having power sucks, and not having power because somebody decided to shut off your power really seems worse, or at least more enraging. Hope you get some satisfaction through the landlord, Kristin.

Good luck with the minyan, Hil. I'm shopping around for a synagogue myself - there seem to be many choices all similarly distant from me and a dizzying array of adherence to tradition, I have no idea how to decide. Going to each one is going to take a long time, especially since it's so much easier to just sleep in on Sat. mornings (and DH is not yet home from work, so evening services are pretty much not happening unless he commits to changing his schedule).

Mmm, la vida sofa.

I'm a lot angrier about it than I would normally be, but something came up tonight that needs to be dealt with (sorry, can't be more specific right now), and therefore there is shit that has to get done tonight that requires power. At 6 the guy said the power should be on "within the hour". It's now almost 7:30 and almost completely dark, and the fucker is just now making packing-up sounds. I'm sitting on the front porch so I can see my phone's keypad. I just assembled 12 walkie talkies in the dark that need to be charged up tonight for one of Drew's events tomorrow, I can't find my glasses, and I'm supremely pissed. Anger is so much easier than dealing with the anxiety I'd otherwise be feeling about the thing I can't talk about right now, so I'm just going to plot this guy's painful demise instead.

Anger sounds like the appropriate response to the situation. Don't kill him until after he turns your power back on - harder to get all the evidence all cleaned up in the dark.

That sucks, Kristin! I hope by the time I post this you are again with power.

I went to Macy's after work and spent $100. Since they were having a big ass sale, I got three nice shirts and a jacket, so I am extremely chuffed. The last two times I have been shopping, I noticed they don't count the items and issue a little plastic thingie anymore. IN both stores, they just waved me into a dressing room. I wonder if someone figured out that wasn't stopping shoplifiting or if they now have hidden cameras in the dressing room instead or maybe the merchants in Burbank are just all too laid back and Californian to care.

Done being angry. Power is back on. Electrician seems more oblivious than asshole, having spoken to him.

sometimes being oblivious is being an asshole. Ima just sayin'

I gave blood, painted a few coats of paint on a wall ( while learning what giving blood does to me) and went to dinner at a friends house. DH is falling over, I am pretending I am not falling over

In conclusion:

Everybody get your bork on!

you can leave your bork on.

Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork!

Wears Mock-Swedish Chef's hat.