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Our power went out about 10:00 this morning. Delia and I have taken refuge at the library, but that's a short term solution. We can only stay here until about 5:30 because the buses are infrequent after 6:00, and we wouldn't easily be able to get home. Scott may be working until 7:00 (we'll know later this afternoon), so he's not available to help. DTE has no estimate for when we'll have power back.

I'm seriously considering calling Scott's parents and asking them to come get me and Delia. We have no way to cool off at home and nothing I can fix for dinner. Lunch, I'll take care of by eating out, but dinner won't work so well that way.

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Still no word on when we can expect to get power back. I'm very afraid it will be days. I did leave a note for the cleaning lady, asking her to call me if the power's back on, so I'm hoping, rather desperately, that she'll call at 2:30 (that being when she normally arrives). When Delia and I went for lunch, we ate at a diner. There were three other ladies sitting nearby (two different tables). They were all also without power.

Scott doesn't have to work late today or tomorrow, but he does have to go in early tomorrow. This still leaves going up to his folks' place as problematic. It's better than a hotel because Delia and I could stay all day without paying for a second night. It also has the advantage that I could take the laundry and wash it so that I can still pack clean clothes for the trip.

Unfortunately, Scott can't spend the night with his folks and still expect to get to work in a reasonable length of time. I don't know.

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Yesterday, we got lucky, and Scott didn't have to work. His work was only running one line, and somebody else volunteered to work it. We went up to his parents' place in the early afternoon. The original plan had been for everybody but me to go out on their boat and to swim, but it was too hot. At one point, their outdoor thermometer said it was 107. The indoor part of the thermometer has an icon of a man, and he takes off more clothes as it gets hotter. We joked that he was going to be naked soon, but that never happened.

I took my laptop up there because I expected to have a few hours to myself. That didn't happen, but I managed a little writing anyway. I'm not sure I'm starting the story in the right place, but I have a few paragraphs. I need to buckle down and write.

Fortunately, as the sun got lower in the sky, the temperature came down. By the time we left for the fireworks, it was merely 87. We watched the fireworks from the grass along the edge of the local Target's parking lot. There was an ice cream truck going up and down the rows of the lot. Scott said it was selling water and other beverages.

I'm largely indifferent to fireworks. They're a better reason for sitting around outside than is a softball game but only just. These fireworks were, well, fireworks. They did a few shaped fireworks-- I definitely saw a couple of heart shaped ones, and I think there were some that I missed. People were firing off fireworks in other places than the official show, so I occasionally got distracted. (Michigan just changed its laws about what sort of fireworks ordinary people can buy. Clearly the change was for the more permissive. I've never seen amateur stuff quite like this before. I wasn't sure it was safe. Heck, it probably isn't.)

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Our power is back on. It finally occurred to me, about 4:30, to try calling home to see if the answering machine picked up. It did, so Delia and I headed home. According to our neighbor, power came back on about 1:45, so I'm not sure why our cleaning lady didn't call me. Maybe she wasn't comfortable doing it (English is not her first language). Maybe she didn't realize the power was on. I don't know.

Scott had been going a little crazy trying to reach me. My cell phone occasionally turns itself off, and it did that some time after three (I used it at three to call DTE which told me that power would be restored tomorrow after 9:30 p.m.). Scott assumed that, when I said 'the library,' I meant the branch we usually go to, so he went there, looking for us. We'd gone downtown instead because that's easier by bus. Well, getting there is about the same for the two locations. It's the getting home that's simpler from downtown (the downtown library is right across the street from the central bus station. I know exactly when the buses will be there, and there's an air conditioned lobby for waiting).