I woke up extra early today because my plan was to publish a
few blog posts from the office. Little did I know what was in store for me upon
my arrival.
I made it to work 30 minutes before my normal time, giving
me the perfect amount of time to do what I had to with The Rural Iowan blog.
Everything looking normal I went to turn on the lights….no power. Pondering for
a little about what my next action should be, I decided to head to a café and
shoot out an email to the rest of the gang warning them about the power issue.
Just as I was about to head out the second set of doors, I decided to look at
the main fuse box. With the flip of a switch, we were back in business.
Getting the coffee maker ready to brew some delicious
morning joe, I pushed the on button and…nothing. Thinking it was the outlet I
moved to another room, again…nothing. After about 3 rooms, I knew it was the
coffee pot. I went to check one more fuse box which was located in Anish’s
office. Flipping a few breakers, the coffee was brewing. NOW, we were back in
business; what a morning. LOL!
I must have been in a helping mood today because on my walk
home I ran into a stranger with a broken down car and a policeman attempting to
push it to the curb. Seeing them struggle a bit, I went to help the policeman push.
Maybe this will get me a free pass out of jail if I ever end up in the Argentinean slammer.
(Now, I want to play Monopoly.) LOL!
With water restored at the apartment, I did some of my
laundry. When I opened the washing machine door, I noticed my nice white bath
towels weren’t white anymore but a nice shade of pink. I forgot about the new
red dish towel I tossed in last minute. I guess you have to learn the
hard way periodically.
I also discovered Argentina's definition of a MILF sprayed on the side of a building along my walking route.