It's highly likely that I will be out of commission on NaBloPoMo for a few days, hopefully not more, due to a computer issue. My power was out for two hours last night, and when it came on, it killed my computer. I thought my computer was plugged into a surge protector, but evidently it was just a garden-variety power strip. Shooooooot. I have an appointment at an Apple Genius Bar on Friday to assess the damage. My dad assures me that my hard drive (and thus all my data) was probably not affected, but that my logic board is probably, quite literally, toasted. Sigh. Just how I want to spend my time and energy! And another thing to add to the "Why 2007 Can Bite Me" list.
Until I discovered that the computer was fried, I was pretty pleased with the way our power-free evening went down. The power went out at 5:45 p.m. The twins and I were in my bedroom; I was changing from work clothes to comfy clothes when the house went totally dark. (Thank you, time change.) Maddie started to cry, which caused Riley to cry. Meanwhile, I was about to have a heart attack because I am terrified of the dark. An internal debate ensues: comfort children or search for light source? Motherhood trumped fear, and I used echolocation to find the twins, gather them into my arms, and get us all on my bed for a snuggle and calm-down. We then lit the John candle, and from there went from room to room more gathering candles to illuminate the house.
Once we had some light, I gave the twins a candlelight picnic dinner. They had string cheese, grapes, applesauce, and crackers. I managed to light my gas stove with a match and thaw a "muffin" of mac'n'cheese, too. It was fun to have a candlelight dinner, and as a bonus, I was unable to see much of the mess they created on the floor.
Maddie and Riley were in desperate need of a bath, which I was going to forgo because of the lack of light. But I took them into the bathroom so that I could take out my contacts, and with two candles in such a small room, it was certainly bright enough for a bath. So a candlelight bath it was, and 'twas quite a success. After that, PJs and bed just after 7:00 p.m.
It was a triumphant night for me, a night that made me feel confident as a parent. I was able to deal with my own fear, calm the kids down, and make our evening fun and productive. The twins slept great and seemed to enjoy the evening.
Now if only I'd been together enough to save the computer . . . I actually thought about going to unplug it when the power went out, but never made it over to the desk to actually get it done. Oh, well. It's just a computer, right? The real problem is that I'm feeling financially fragile right now, and I fear that either (a) the repair will be expensive, or (b) I'll need a whole new computer. As it would happen, my (very generous and fairly well off) father gets to town on Friday, so I might be hitting him up for a large early Christmas/b-day present. We'll see how things go. I'm so tired of needing financial help from my parents, even though I know they are happy that they are able to provide it. It just makes me feel like a failure as an educated, employed adult to ask them for the help. But that's my issue.
I'm posting from work now, and might get my post in from work tomorrow. The weekend is a crapshoot, depending on the computer situation. I'm still NaBloPoMo-ing in spirit, even if my technology lets me down.