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Survival, day 6
When the power goes out for the neighborhood, it's always the same few score
of houses that are without power. Bunny and I suspect it's because we're at
the tail end of our particular power grid and there's a critical breaker
tripped or wire down that is feeding our neighborhood. And because of the low
number of houses affected by our particular outage, it's likely we would be
one of the last group of people FPL (Florida Power and Light) [1] will fix
due to Hurricane Irma [2]. We're expecting sometime around tomorrow evening.
Also of concern here at Chez Boca is the Internet connection. It went out
first, and from what we heard from The Monopolistic Phone Company, it
wouldn't be until next week before we get the land line fixed (we have DSL
(Digital Subscriber Line)).
We're roughing it here. And I don't even like camping!
So this morning as I was sleeping, something in my hind-brain noticed that it
wasn't as miserably hot and humid in the bedroom—it actually felt cool! What?
I look—and there's the alarm clock blinking. Blinking? Blinking … this means
somethi—**POWER!**
We have **POWER!**
Oh that sweet sweet air conditioning! Praise be FPL (Florida Power and
Light)!
That still meant we have a week or so before we get Internet connectivity
back, but lo', it too, was back up!
Praise be The Monopolisic … er … no. I just can't praise the Monopolistic
Phone Company.
Anyway, all is right with the world (or at least our little corner of it). We
have Internet. We have power. What could possibly go wrong [3]?
[1]
https://www.fpl.com/
[2]
http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/archive/2017/IRMA.shtml?
[3]
http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/graphics_at5.shtml?cone#contents
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