I’m not usually the sort of person to bitch and moan. I can probably count on one hand the number of pity parties I’ve hosted. But I gotta say: right now I’m in some kinda sucking karma hole, and I’m having a hard time digging out. Within the past three days…
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We’ve lost electricity twice, for 12+ hours each time. You’d think that Entergy would be trying to improve the power grid, but it seems to be deteriorating. Cable, internet, phone: all that I can live without, but being in a dark house full of TVs and microwaves and other electric appliances scowling at you through the gloom…that’s just depressing.
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The Louisiana legislature is behaving even worse than usual. They’re in crisis mode, making all kinds of crazy changes to the state budget without really considering the consequences. Our legislators are petty and bilious on the best of days, but to see that kind of behavior now, when they should be devoting their remaining shreds of intelligence to the task of fixing things and planning ahead…it’s unbearable.
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A very good friend of ours was involved in a fracas night before last and has landed in the hospital, in critical condition. Information is sketchy just now, but it seems that this nice, talented writer was trying to break up a domestic dispute next door–always a bad idea, I know, but sometimes you just can’t help yourself.
So, I’m asking: what the hell is going on? Can I please have my life back? Just a sliver of it? A wafer-thin slice of normalcy? Calgon? Von Trapp Family Singers? Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?
In the interest of full disclosure, though, I must admit that the last 72 hours haven’t been without their bright spots. Why, just yesterday FEMA called me to see if I needed a trailer.
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