ELECTRICITY!!!

I have electricity! Woohoo!

The juice finally came back online here in my neck of the woods around seven yesterday evening. My ISP’s servers came back online a few minutes ago. And now here I am, basking in the Mac’s soft glow and back in touch. Didja miss me? Hunh? Hunh?

I only work outside of the house two days a week, but when something goes wrong in the city it always seems to happen on one of those two days. I was on my way to my client’s office on 9/11. (Actually, crossing the Manhattan Bridge on the Q train right after the first plane hit and saw way more than I ever want to see again, but that’s another story.) And when the power went out on Thursday I was in that same client’s office in Midtown. Fifty-third and 5th, to be precise. Quite a walk from my beloved Brooklyn.

It only took me 2 1/2 hours to walk home via the bridge, which wasn’t so bad. My flipflops held up nicely, thank you very much. I think I’ll have them bronzed.

I did get in some quality knitting by candlelight, after Billy and I managed to pull together the strangest living room picnic in history from the odds and ends we foraged from the fridge and pantry. The ChicKami may very well be done by the end of the weekend.