We still don’t have power.
At least during the day it’s not too bad — I can see, and clean, or you know, take a nap, or whatever.
But after 7pm?
And our bathrooms don’t have windows, so they’re like caves. Now I know how bears feel when they have to poop, and they want some privacy.
They think we’ll have power again by midnight on Friday.
Until then — I’ll just reread Harry Potter, by flashlight (Lumos Maxima!), I guess.