Been having electrical blackouts. In the most inconvenient place! The refrigerator may or may not be running. Even playing with the circuit breakers, I couldn't get the power back on in that particular part of my kitchen.
I called the manager yesterday evening, left a message on her phone. Got a call this morning from someone in the main office, telling me that an electrician would be calling. Sure enough, about five minutes later he called and said he'd be here by noon. And he was. Glory be!!!
Well, the upshot is that new parts are needed for the power box. Parts have started to disintegrate. I suggested that maybe all the circuit boxes in this apartment complex should be checked. These apartments, I'd guess, must be 40 years old. Things do start to break down.
The electrician said that until the power box can be upgraded, I'll have power loss to the kitchen, and will have to jiggle the circuit breakers. At least the lights work.
Missy and Banshee were discommoded by that stranger in their domain. After the man left, Missy was climbing on me asking for reassurance. So I gave her a bunch of loving and sweet talk.
Soon she was back to her mischievous self. I was yelling at her to get down! get down! get down!!! Threatening her with my upraised finger, since I can't find the naughty girl spray bottle. Poor Banshee went flying to his hiding place in the closet, despite my assurances that he wasn't the one being yelled at.
I have a large wastebasket I'm filling with shredded paper, and Missy thinks it's a grand place to take a nap. Or whatever else she has in mind. I can't find the spray bottle, so I doused her with water from a pitcher. It takes stern measures to get that cat's attention. As a further precaution, until I start shredding again, I put a lid on, and wouldn't you know....she had to investigate. Hah! She couldn't get into the shredded paper. 
However, the lid to the Recycle wastebasket will need a replacement until I find another way to close off the shredder wastebasket.
I do have my problems, don't I?
Shalom
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Anyway.. what a mess
~ sounds like me and you have the same trouble
Did you have a stress test on your heart where they inject you with dye and then take pix of blood flow and then do a tread mill and then more pix??
I have to do that day after Christmas.. and I can't eat any chocolate all day Christmas.. 24 hour before test~~~~ I'll say test.. Coffee, chocolate or nicotine.. yeah right!!!!
This is not fun.. But, I may have had a small heart attack.. and that scares me.. My left arm and hand went numb and my legs gave out.. NO energy or strength.. doc says not enough oxygen getting to legs..
I was gonna send you a season greeting but only have Christmas cards.. so just know you are in my friends list .. and I do wish you happy Hanukkah.
Saturday is co-ops birthday.. (12-9)
I can empathize with your kitties not feeling comfortable with the electrician around. Poor kits! Poor Banshee, too, for getting confused and thinking that it was him being yelled at.
Missy is a darling. She's still easier to manage than KK, isn't she?
Has my parcel arrived yet?
Love,
E.L.
Yes, you are one smart lady indeed! :o)
Thank you for the birthday wishes! That's all I want, really -- to be surrounded by friends and loved ones.
Love,
E.L.
I hope they get your power problems fixed soon. You need a refrigerator that's reliable.
Christmas music and you makes me think of something that happened the other day. The children's band was playing at a holiday concert, and my son-in-law turned to me and said something about how they must be getting the tune wrong, because he sure didn't recognize it. I had to laugh. It was the dreidel song! Not being Jewish doesn't mean not appreciating Hanukkah songs either. I love it that they're starting to play more of them on the radio and TV.
I'm sort of wondering if, after having read Hannibal and Hannibal Rising, if he wasn't a better character left to the shadows, an enigma within an enigma. Some things mayhaps shouldn't be explained.