When the power went out shortly after midnight this morning, I should have known I was in for a fun day. Luckily it didn’t get too hot in our bedroom, but I did have to get ready for work by flashlight. No biggie.

I made it to my (first) train on time, but by the time we got downtown, it was pouring. I recently bought a Chicago Card so I could take the L or bus on days like this. So I attempted to take the Green Line.

Train came.

Brown Line.

Kept waiting. Another train came.

Brown Line.

[picture GIF of Artie from Glee and caption “oh what da hell”]

 

Kept waiting. Another train came.

This one was marked Brown Line on the front, but Green Line on the side. I stepped into the train and asked the passengers if this was a Brown or Green Line train. The first people to respond looked from out of town and weren’t sure. Then I got a lot of blank stares from other people (really????) finally I asked a guy who did look like he knew where he was going, and he said Brown.

Of course.

It had been 15-20 minutes by then, I had already missed my train that takes me to my office. Finally a CTA employee came around and informed us that a tree had fallen on the Green Line tracks south of the Loop, and it wasn’t running.

Great.

Instead of waiting for a bus that might never come, I figured I may as well just walk to my next train station, as I do every day.

But the sidewalks were slick. I was wearing flip flips with very well worn bottoms and kept sliding all over the place.

Can you guess where this is going?

[picture a GIF of woman falling down]

I fell on my ass trying to cross State Street. Pretty sure anyone who looked saw my underwear. I yelled out a choice four-letter word rather loudly and probably startled the woman crossing in front of me.

I wasn’t injured, so I got up, finished crossing the street, thought to myself “[same four letter word] THIS” and hailed a cab.

I was able to catch the next train to my office. (Had I missed that one, I would have had to wait an hour and a half for the next one … actually, I probably would have just given up and gone home.)

BUT … let’s look on the bright side.

I didn’t injury myself. (Although my wrist is sore.)

I didn’t get hit by a car or anything.

I have a job to go to and am not unemployed.

I … have a place to live that usually does have power.  (I’m grabbing a straws here.)

Hopefully the rest of the day goes a little better. At least my annual lady doctor appointment is tomorrow.