The zoom of the electric company’s truck pulling away left me feeling even more in the dark than I already was. It was getting dark outside so I started scrambling for the candles to make it through the night. Thankfully my mom had given me a bag of ½ used ones, as she could never light a candle twice. I set them all up and decided it would be a good idea to take a shower before it got too dark and knew putting off lighting all the candles for as long as possible would be the best thing to do. I knew Chris would be home from work soon and at least I could be clean for scream fest 2009. Into the shower I went and before I knew it I was washed, dressed and starting to make fluffer nut sandwiches for dinner since the electric stove wasn’t going to run off batteries.
I sat down in the family room and waited for Chris to get home from work. He was running a bit late and thought maybe he stopped at the bar after work with the guys. I called him on his cell phone and told him about the electric being turned off and how we would have to use his overtime check to pay to get it turned back on in 2 days. He was upset and I think also made him stay longer at the bar. I was just glad that it would be a little bit longer of peace and quiet (and darkness) before he came home and the storm began. He always has had a short fuse when it comes to simply handled matters. I had my shortfalls too though and we learned to live with each other in spite of these issues.
In the meantime, I decided I would clean out the shower from my bath and get rid of all the overstock shampoo, conditioner and body wash bottles. It was starting to look like we collected hygiene products for a living! I also needed room for the new products my mom gave me along with the candles. I opened the box she gave me to find lotions and shaving creams and more shampoos and conditioners and body wash and face masks. My mom must have been crazy giving all this away, but it would definitely get used up in this house in no time.
Finally, I here the car pull up and I get the sandwiches out of the fridge and on a plate so Chris can eat and get a shower as soon as he gets in the door. The faster he can get comfy, the faster I get to have peace and quiet again. Thankfully this time he wasn’t as upset about the electric being shut off as he was when our cable was shut off last month. You would have thought that the sun was turned off for nonpayment!
He grumbled the whole time he ate his sandwich and I tiptoed at the idea of him just getting a shower and going to bed since there would be no video games tonight. I also knew this meant there would be no getting out of sex. When there’s no power, no video games, sex is usually the next best thing on Chris’ mind. So off to the shower he went and grumbled and moaned about not wanting to deal with a candle and could find his own body parts in the dark well enough to wash them. I hear the water start to run and the zip of the shower curtain close. I think I may have heard the beginning of a hum as well.
My attention turned to the flicker of the candle in front of me and I thought about how my mind might be able to make the flame dance. Well, wouldn’t you know, my time of meditation was cut short by a scream and several explicatives followed by a wet naked soapy man standing in front of me. Did I mention, with no hair on his head?! Before I could even say anything I was doubled over laughing uncontrollably. The only thing I could think of is that he must have used the Nair hair remover as shampoo! What do you get when you mix no electric with multiple bottles of hygiene products? A pissed off, wet, hairless cranky man that you have to convince that the Mr. Clean look is still in fashion to.