The One When Amy is All Wet

I know things like this don't just happen to me.
But it sure seems that way.

Today I decided to have a nice lazy Sunday. Tomorrow I have to go back to work, I've been feeling a little under the weather the last few days - time to take one last day of laziness before the busy-ness sets back in.
So, I turned off my alarm and slept late, spent the whole morning in my pajamas and read a little Narnia and watched some Food Network curled up under a blanket on the couch. in my mind...the perfect way to spend a rainy morning.

Well, round-about one or two in the afternoon, I decide that I should really take down the Christmas decorations in my classroom so i don't have to go in early tomorrow to do it. So I hop in the shower.
Since its a lazy day for me, I decide to make it a nice long, hot shower - I'm in no rush. I get some shampoo in my hair.

And then it all goes dark.

Oh, shit. The power has gone out.

Did I see this as a possibility before hopping in the shower? Not really. Afterall, there was no storm going through. Its not all that windy. And despite living in a new construction area, its Sunday, so there is no crew out working that could have dug a power line. Why would I predict the power would go out.

What makes it worse is that, like many people, I have no window in my bathroom. So it is really pitch black. There I am, trying to find the conditioner bottle by feel, hoping and praying that my hot water will last, and silently swearing at whoever might be to blame for this. there was NO way I was going in to school now.

Wet, frizzy hair. Wrapped in a blanket, trying to read by the tiny bit of daylight on this dreary day. Bowl of cereal in hand, since there was virtually no food in the cupboard that didn't require some form of electricity in order to be made edible.

Not how I pictured my lazy Sunday.