We have no DC power, sir
The past 3 days have been a little depressing being sick. First there is the lack of energy to do much of anything, though as usual I’m forcing myself along. It isn’t healthy, but it is my nature to keep going no matter what.
As usual, when I’m down, life kicks me in the ribs to remind me that no one gets a break. As an example of this, the DC power on my block went out. “DC power?” you ask, “Isn’t that from the 1900’s or something?” Indeed, it powers the elevator. I have a very old elevator. Damn you, PG&E.
I live on the 9th floor, so when the elevator breaks it is extremely annoying. Nine flights isn’t so bad going down, but going up really sucks. I can’t carry much because the passage way is so narrow, and I really don’t have the energy to do much of anything anyhow. In other words, I really need to take the trash out soon (no, it doesn’t smell, yet). Also, I need to do laundry too. Sigh.