Thumper Thinks Out Loud

Yesterday morning I watched a little TV in the living room, then turned it off, turned off the electric fireplace, turned off the lamp, and went into my office where I pretended to be busy with Important Things. That was about 10:30.

Somewhere around 12:30, the Spouse Thingy woke up, stumbled into the living room to plop down on the couch while he watched a little TV while he woke up a little more.

But the TV wouldn't turn on.

And the lamp wouldn't turn on.

Nothing in the living room would turn on.

So being the industrious person he is, he put slippers on and wandered outside to flip the circuit breaker, because surely that was the problem.

Except that it wasn't.

So perhaps there was an outlet with a breaker built in that had been tripped.

But there wasn't.

We searched high and low for another circuit breaker box, but there was none. No easily recognizable reason for every freaking outlet in the living to room up and die between 10:30 in the morning and 12:30 in the afternoon.

But hey! We have a home warranty. Let's call them and have them send someone over to figure the whole thing out.

And they will. Someone from We're So Awesome Electric will call you within 24 hours.

Well, there's some prompt service.

We hung around the house the rest of the day, puttering here and there because someone from We're So Awesome Electric would be calling.

But they didn't.

At 8 p.m. or thereabouts, the rest of the lights began to flicker. So the Spouse Thingy put his shoes on and went to the Super Walmart just a mile from the house and bought several flashlights. Just in case.

But I never needed one.

This morning, right about 10:30, a woman from We're So Awesome Electric called to set an appointment to have someone come over and take a look at our wayward outlets.

We can be there....next Thursday.

That's a long time to be without electricity, I pointed out.

Yeah, well...call your warranty company, maybe they can find someone else to come play with your electricity. Call us if you need to cancel our appointment. Bye!

=sigh=

And to add to the joy, the Spouse Thingy caught a rat in the attic. Well, ok, the rat trap caught it and he found it, and being the Manly Man that he is, he disposed of it without me having to see its dead little carcass. And I'm not sure, but I think he got a weird little thrill out of it. Not the disposing of the dead little rat carcass, but the Hey! I Done Caught Me A Rat! thing.

Apparently, it was HUGE.

So. Our electrical sucks, and we still have rats.

Oh joy.