So last night was my first softball game. In how many years?
Too many to count.
But my coworker insisted they needed me. So I went.
They really didn’t. But I still got to play. And am happy to report I didn’t die of heat stroke or break my face.
I actually got a few decent hits in. Woot woot!
And, oh yeah, we won 10-1 in the 5th. So it was the shortest game of all time.
However, feelings of sweet victory were short-lived. When my power went out. For the whole night.
I promptly made my way downstairs to the couch in order to not melt in my bedroom in the attic (I’m like Cinderella!).
When we called to report the outage, the estimated time of when it would come back on was 3:30.
Thank god for semi-showering last night after the softball game (i.e. quick rinse, didn’t wash hair) because it definitely was not back on when I got up for work.
So I grabbed my flashlight and started the process as best I could sans shower. This morning was pretty overcast, so even my breakfast of a cold pancake (silly microwave and its uselessness at the moment) leftover from last weekend was enjoyed in semi-darkness. Without coffee.
Thank goodness there’s coffee and air conditioning at work, because otherwise I’d just be overheated and raging.
Happy Friday! I’m crossing my fingers the power is restored sooner than later. Because I have this little birthday of mine to celebrate. And that’s hard to do without a shower. And cold adult beverages in the refrigerator.