Procrastination has won yet another battle against the Vile Dreaded Deadline, thanks to help of Mother Nature. Class was canceled around 1 o’clock this afternoon, right before the power went out.

But before the power went out I decided it would be a good idea to try to fix my busted garbage disposal. A week or so ago my garbage disposal stopped working. I looked up busted garbage disposal on the Internet and it said to press a red button and if that doesn’t work flip the circuit breaker deal.

Since pressing the red button didn’t work, I went for the circuit breaker deal. At the exact moment I was flipping the deal a powerline snapped. I KNOW!

Of course I didn’t know that it had snapped. I didn’t even realize all the power was off until I went back in to try the disposal sure that in a few moments I would be celebrating my hard-won handywoman victory. It was then that I noticed all the clocks in the kitchen were off (there are three — microwave, oven, and stupid CD player Sister #4 installed). I went back out to flip a few breaker deals, figuring that I must have done the wrong one.

Nothing.

I randomly flipped breaker deals willy nilly, convinced I could make something work. Nothing worked. So I caved and called Sister #2 and the Stink.

“Do you have power?” I asked when Sister #2 answered the phone.
“Yeah.”
“Shit,” I said. “I don’t have power.”
“Neither does Sister #3,” she said.
“Oh good,” I said.

Then I proceeded to tell her the story of the breaker flipping. She might still be laughing.

After a few hours the power was restored, and all was right in the land of Supergenius. I decided that after my ordeal I totally deserve to have an entire bottle of wine with dinner tonight. I can’t wait.