My hopes and desires were thwarted this morning, I woke on a Saturday early feeling hot and flustered. It’s early I shouldn’t be hot already, whatever.
If I can’t sleep in, which is never going to happen I go for an early walk, heading our the door I spy a Western power van opposite our home.
Oh crap! guessing we had no power, (explains why I was hot the fans not working) quick flick of the switch on my right by the front door my heart sinking, no coffee, no hair dryer, no air conditioning, no cold wine, all the important things in my life I’m ticking of in my mind.
Whoever said Australia stops without trucks have got it wrong as Australia stops without power
I waited patiently by his window while he twittered away on his computer, he looked up, indicated that I come round the other side for a chat.
He rolled the window down and we had a chat I cut straight to the chase
‘Hey what’s up, save me ringing your office’.
‘Well I got hold of the office, and there’s no one there anyhow, so I don’t know what’s going on’. I’ve just got here as something’s wrong and I’m trying to find it, I’ve been working all night’.
‘I’m sorry you’ve had to work all night’, I said ‘That’s rubbish’. thinking to myself well that’s probably his job and I am guessing he gets paid well.
Then both figuring neither of us actually know what the go is
He asked where I lived, looked intently at his computer screen, fingers sliding and jabbing away, ‘Your on an isolation’.
After that all I heard was the word isolation, I was too scared to ask what that meant. He then commented that we were lucky we didn’t live in a third world country.
My vision went straight to a street in Mumbai where all I could see above me were wires everywhere. I wished him luck.
I continued my walk contemplating how my day was ruined before it had even begun, selfish I know, I contemplated how I was going to shower get my hair dry and have a much needed morning coffee
Yes I am addicted and it’s probably all in my head
Returning to see Michael has risen, I’m surprised as usually he is standing in the hallway scratching his balls having just gotten up trying to figure out what happened to him, and where in hell he was.
- How did he get here
- What happened
- What time is it
- What day is it
Discovering he had got his act together and having left the house and left me a note
Going to Bunnings and Muzzbuzz
Oh goodie coffee is sorted then, I am a lucky duck, see he loves his weekend coffee to.
I opened all the doors to let the cool breeze in as with our summer temperatures the house gets pretty stuffy. Hearing him return I open the door as I’m guessing he will be struggling, arms laden with coffee and Bunnings stuff.
I don’t know about you but I am imagining that if the door was opened for me my immediate thoughts would have been what do they want.
Or what have I forgotten
He stands there looking at me surprised that I had the door open and was waiting for him.
‘Where’s the coffee’.
‘Didn’t get it as I had a phone message from Wester Power saying the powers back on’.
‘Guess I’ll make my own then’.
My heart deflates I was looking forward to that treat, now if that was me I would have still bought a coffee home.