I won’t entirely retract my comments yesterday about the good-hearted nature of Louisvillains, but I’ve discovered that we’re not a patient bunch. We’re into day 2 of powerlessness, and people are starting to get a little squirrely. There are still major stretches of road with no working traffic lights, several business still closed, and big ass trees still lying in places they shouldn’t be. And although we were on a 2-hour delay, I still have to go to work.

Things I did in the dark: washed dishes in the sink (my most loathed chore—I’d rather scrub toilets than wash dishes), took a cold shower, burnt my thumb on a lighter, fed crickets to the gecko, moped, read, played with melted wax.

The governor has declared our county to be in a state of emergency and called in the National Guard, but as far as I can tell, all they’ve done so far is helped direct traffic. Not that it’s not needed—as I said earlier, we’re not a patient bunch and it’s probably most evident at the motocross tracks in the intersections with malfunctioning traffic lights.

And so we wait. Tonight, I’m looking forward to an evening filled with candle wax, granola bars, and force-feeding pain pills to my cat. In the dark.