The electrical inspector showed up early. I had made an appointment for 8:30 and at 8 am I heard someone open the fuse box in the stairwell. I opened my door - I was dressed, made-up, had finished breakfast and was leave-the-house ready (if you knew my usual state at 8 am, you'd realize what a little miracle this was) so I could do something like just open my front door - and the man peering at my fuses was indeed the inspector I was expecting at 8:30.
He said he'd been told to be there before 8:30. He hesitated when he realized he was half an hour early, but I said it was just fine, come on in and do your thing.
As I write this, I actually feel tickled! My home was ready for an inspection, the inspector could enter every room (even the "free-for-all" that my guest bedroom is for the time being) and he even apologized for forgetting to take his shoes off. I told him I left everything as is, because I figured I might learn something from my "sins", and he was pleased with that. And I did learn something, and he decided not to write up my mistakes. "Just take care of that microwave," he said and left.
It all took the 15 minutes the electric company said it would and I got to work by 8:30. Such a smooth and easy and relaxed morning (and the inspector himself was easy on the eyes)! Lovely!
The microwave is no longer getting juice via an extension chord, and my cleared off left counter is where the extension chord is now plugged in for when I use my egg cooker, electric tea kettle and coffee maker. I look at that cleared off counter and think, "How nice to have you!"
My morning routine and new focus on keeping horizontal surfaces clear is definitely paying off.