When we made the transition from “buyer” to “owner“, the previous owners turned the power off at the property we just bought.

That makes all the sense in the world.

I wouldn’t want to pay someone else’s power bill….although it would be a perk if a property we bought came with free electricity for life.

I could really save some money if more things were free.

When I told the guys at work that the power was off now at the new place, one of my co-workers was kind of pessimistic about my chances of getting the juice turned back on.

“YOU’RE SCREWED!! YOU’RE SCREWED!! THAT’S WHAT HAPPENED TO US!! NOW YOU’LL HAVE TO GET ALL SORTS OF INSPECTIONS AND THAT OLD HOUSE WILL NEVER PASS!! YOU ARE SCREWED!!”

It wasn’t painting a very hopeful scenario.

So I called Duke Energy….and when the lady couldn’t find the property in her records, she said that I must be a Progress Duke Energy customer.

When I called Progress Duke Energy, she said that I would be a Duke Energy customer.

So I called Duke Energy again….listened to the menu, pressed what I hoped were the right buttons, and waited.

When the lady came on the line, she listened to what I needed to do, and then tried to look up the new house….and she couldn’t find it.

Finally, she found it under the names of the previous owners.

It turns out that the power company considers the address to be a different one than the address on the survey.

Weird.

So, she gave me power at the address they had on file….and when I went out to the house and flicked the switch….the light came on.

I am so glad that I wasn’t SCREWED.

That would be bad.

It’s been hot here the last couple of days….a late Summer heat wave.

And….the last couple of days have had a little bit of rain.

It’s funny how I let the rain shut the process down for a while.

I must be a little lazy…looking for excuses to lay low and not make myself more tired.

“Rain” works better for that than “wind”.

Nobody would believe that I needed to wait out the wind before I started working outside again.

Just a little bit of rain, too….just enough to moisten everything that I need to chainsaw.

That shouldn’t stop me.

It must be laziness and not the rain.

I am glad that the power situation was easy to take care of.

Conversations like the one I had at work kind of scare me a little….make me think that something’s impossible before I even tried to get it done.

There’s really not a lot that’s “impossible”…especially the “little things”….like getting some electricity.

How old am I going to be before I really take that to heart?