Well *that* was exciting

[cupcake_goth]

The power transformer at the end of our block blew.

BOOM! No power. Only our block was affected, just like the last time this happened.

The power company had it fixed in about 45 minutes. Which means it was just long enough to sit in a house lit entirely by candles and think it was fun. It would have been even more pleasant if it wasn't for the fact that the smoke detector is wired into the house; when there isn't any power, it switches to the back-up battery it contains, and beeps every minute and a half. beep ... ... beep ... ...

Off to go convince the cats that the world isn't ending.

Comments

[fufaraw]

Oh honey, I have so been there. We used to have the most antediluvian transformer on our little cul-du-sac, which blew whenever anybody sneezed in its vicintiy. Usually when I had the vcr set to tape a rerun of Buffy I'd missed in first run, and was out for the evening. They finally put in a new one that takes a good whack to blow, thank goodness.

[rimrunner.livejournal.com]

Mine didn't go out, for a change.

Awhile back, our power was out for almost 24 hours because someone ran into a utility pole.

[sistawendy.livejournal.com]

Mine went out too. I was afraid I'd have to prepare for Mercing in the dark, but Puget Power saved me.

[calligrafiti.livejournal.com]

Poor kitties. But yes, I also think brief periods of candle-lit living can be pretty nifty. I went to a very dressy Christmas party once where the power went out half an hour before people started arriving. The host just lit a bunch of candles, and we sat around in our sparkly finery, drinking champaign, all candle-lit and pretty. 'Twas fun.