If I wanted to live somewhere where the power is unreliable, I'd move to Azerbaijan. Damnit. Second day of coming home to darkness.
Here's to hoping the cats remain afraid of the candles and that the batteries to my various laptops last me awhile.
I suspect that everything in the fridge is going to rot, sadly including the Paneer I was hoping to experiment with. Still, maybe the timing is not so terrible as being on a mood downswing makes me want to sleep all the time anyhow.
I also made the mistake of buying candles that smell like food, which make me hungry. These candles *really* smell like delicious pies. I suspect there is someone whose entire job is to make candles smell like food. Mmm. Sigh.