Situation normal
And not all that effed up, either.
Power was apparently restored at 7:30 this morning, though I’d already left for work and wouldn’t have noticed it. I did try calling the house, and the machine picked up, but I vaguely recall that there’s a battery backup for it. Also still running: alarm clock. Both TV sets retained all their settings; the VCR lost its time but nothing else. The cordless phone and the clocks in the kitchen appliances (range, microwave) were hors de combat.
On the matter of the garage door: I did manage to get the door and the opener reunited, and it felt so good — until I noticed that I’d knocked a wheel off the track. Having already bruised a thumb today, I wasn’t going to arm-wrestle the thing back into position, so I called in an Expert, on the honorable basis that I should have called him a few months ago for routine maintenance anyway and it was therefore overdue and paying him after-hours charges would serve as a reminder in the future. (Tip of the beak to our man from Aaron’s Garage Door Company, who not only got here fifteen minutes before the time promised, but who adjusted most of the noises out of the mechanism in the process.)
I figured the freezer stuff was okay. I pitched the following items from the fridge:
- Two pounds of ground beef (82/18)
- ½ jar of Prego pasta sauce (traditional)
- ¼ bottle of Pace taco sauce (medium)
- 1 box of J. C. Potter’s sausage biscuits (6 count)
Fortunately, trash pickup is tomorrow morning.
