It started out like any other Friday morning. The clock went off, I hit the snooze button until it was time I had to get up and off we went. Sort of. I checked to make sure the alarm was actually off so it didn’t scare the bejeezus out of our Beagle Boy Cletus if it went off and the lights were off on the clock.
That’s weird, but the clock is from the 80s — it can’t last forever. When I went to turn on the light on the dresser, it didn’t come on. The bulb blew and the clock died just that fast? There’s no such thing as a coincidence. Apparently, we tripped a breaker.
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