I woke up at 3:00 in the morning and when I opened my weary eyes, I was looking straight up at the ceiling fan above my head. It took a few seconds for my brain to kick in and wonder why the fan wasn't running. Then I turned my head to look at the clock. You guessed it, the electricity was out once again. I checked my phone and saw a text message from the electric company saying it went out around 1:45 AM.
I got up and walked out on my balcony just in time to see the electric company trucks arrive.
After a lot of digging and scraping and fiddling around
(my technical term) in the electrical boxes, it finally came back on at about 9:30 AM.
Three times this summer is way too much.
Here's hoping that old idiom "third time's a charm" is true in this case.
P.S. Luckily, the temperature this morning was around 78. A lot easier to tolerate than the 110 when it happed twice earlier this summer.