Raw potatoes and power outages

I guess I should start by saying I've been feeling like absolute rubbish for about 6 weeks now. I've had an on again off again appetite and headache after headache. I've been to the doctor and she's run some blood tests etc but more as a precausion. She seems to think the tiredness and headaches is muscular due to the issues with my neck.

Anyway... for a while now, I have felt like baked jacket potatoes. Given an appetite or even cravings hasn't been common I thought I'd run with it. I fancied the potatoes quartered but not the whole way through, just so they sit open almost like a cup. I'm sure there's a technical word for that but it escapes me at the moment. Over the top I wanted a homemade garlic, tomato and onion sauce mixed through some mince with a bit of bacon, fresh roma tomatoes, spanish onion and a small dollop of sour cream. So tonight I decide to give it a go although I did cheat and grabbed a Dolmio sauce on the way home from work because I couldn't be bothered making the sauce.

I decide, in my wisdom, it'd be quicker to cook the potatoes in the microwave assuring Darryl it's "how Rachelle does them at work" and "it's much quicker" only to have our microwave pack it in when Darryl's spud was 7/8ths cooked. So out came the saucepan and the boiling water to finish cooking it. I organised his dinner, he sat and ate it and I started cooking my potato (yes, I should have thrown mine in the boiling water at the same time but I was more focused on my 3 month old microwave shitting itself) anyway by the time my potato was at a point where I thought it should have been cooked the storm hit, the power went out and I couldn't see a damn thing. I proceeded to give up. I ate the potato. As it turns out it wasn't ready so I ate it half cooked, I cracked it and washed the dishes in the dark and proceeded to send mum a text to whine about my afternoon turning bad only to have my 6 month old iPhone shit itself too.

The power is back on now, my phone is working (charging the battery often helps) and had I waited all of 15 minutes I could probably have cooked my potato thoroughly. Instead I'll go to bed and read all of my course guides for this degree I'm contemplating for 2010.

At least I have a spotless kitchen.