Day 8. I won the Pioneer Spirit certificate. Everybody gets a prize!
"Lucky octopus turned out to be as effective as local utility company. Just Googled "things that come in 9s". Welcome to Dante's nine levels of hell." #endofdayeight #reallynotfunnyMeanwhile, things were an even bigger mess (if that was possible) with the BWL. The number of outages started increasing rather than decreasing, and that wasn't due to worsening weather. It was due to the fact that NOBODY HAD POWER.
As power was slowly being restored (somewhere) customers were actually instructed to leave their lights on to show that they had power. Why they thought driving down every road in a 50 mile radius was an effective way of determining outages, I'll never know.
But at least we got a new OUTRAGE map.
Day 9. On the 9th calendar day, and into the 10th 24-hour period, we finally saw the light.
"And lo, on the 9th day, The Lord got sick and tired of the whining, and he bestowed upon the land the Holy Transformer of Antioch, and said it was good. And at the end of the 9th day, there were lights and heat and all manners of comfort. And he said it was good.
There are so many people to thank who helped us, encouraged us, calmed us, sympathized with us, REPAIRED THE TRANSFORMER, hunted down utility trucks, bribed exhausted crews, tended to pets and to the home, dealt with the garage and everything else in between. You were our lifeline and our lifesavers time and time and time again.
The nightmare is over for us, but we're standing in solidarity with those still without power. "Endoftheninthdayforsome #Timeforthistoend
Amazingly, and sadly, others were without power longer than we were. And once power was restored across the grid, as it were, the story got interesting, and the people got very, VERY angry.