Musta got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I find the front door had blown open during the night allowing a hurricane of wintery air to blow thru the house. My mantle clock, a 100 year old windup Tiffany inherited from my grandmother had stopped. The cable was out, no TV, no broadband. And it was starting to snow.
All was not lost, I closed the door, the furnace brought the house up to living temperature. I wound the clock and set it and it's still running. The cable came back to life. It's still snowing.
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