It's Kind of Like Glamping

The electricity in half of our house hasn't been working since Saturday night. The living room, dining room, our bedroom closet light, and bedroom outlets don't work for some reason and we didn't do anything new or different to cause a problem. I had a cold day yesterday and was forced to be productive due to the lack of tv, a bright place to sit (other than my bedroom), and a car (Dan took mine to work and his is not the most reliable). I cleaned, baked, cleaned some more, did some laundry, and waited for some guy to come over to fix our electricity. The guy, who is really a handyman and friend of our landlord/upstairs neighbor, couldn't figure out what is wrong with our electricity. He's having an actual electrician come over on Saturday to try to find out what is wrong. This leads me to three short stories...

1. I knew that today was going to be another cold day. Since I was so productive yesterday, I wanted today to be a little more relaxed. I don't slow down often enough and sometimes need to force myself to not be constantly on-the-go. I don't have any new books to read, so last night I went to the grocery store  to pick up some snacks and magazines. I got in line to check out and the woman in front of me kept looking at my pile of stuff with such a judgmental look. I have never felt so much judgement at a grocery store except for when I had a tantruming toddler with me while shopping once. She had a mixture of disgust and pride in her eyes. She had a loaf of gluten free bread, some oranges, a few different veggies, and organic chicken breasts. I had frozen processed chicken nuggets, frozen restaurant spinach dip,  two peanut butter cups, and three celebrity gossip magazines. For about one second I was slightly embarrassed when I realized she was judging me based on what I was buying. And then I remembered that she doesn't actually know me. First of all, I almost never buy frozen meal things like that and prefer fresh, homemade food. Second of all, I can buy chicken nuggets if I want.  When she was checking out, she said "Can you fit all of my things into one brown paper bag? I forgot my reusable one at home." I asked for a plastic bag and thought it was hilarious. 

2. Dan is kind of annoyed that our electricity isn't going to be looked at until Saturday. Our landlord asked me if it was okay because the electrician is a friend of his and is doing the job as a favor, so we have to wait a little while. I said it was fine as long as our kitchen and heat continue to work. It is an inconvenience to have a couple rooms and outlets not work, but I secretly like having to snuggle up in our bedroom with the dogs. It's kind of like glamping- you know, glamourous camping. We bring in snacks, get snuggled up, and watch movies on a laptop. We don't have to sleep in a tent but we are missing out on the s'mores. I will be happy when we can use our whole house again, but for now we will just have to glamp :) 

3. So far I am successfully slowing down (mostly). I woke up, fed the dogs, made and ate breakfast, did some laundry, read a magazine, and plan on spending a good chunk of the day like this: 

I can't stay here for too long though. Maybe I'll bake something. . .