Drop dead time for returning the building to production was 10:00, and we would have had a couple more hours to go if the shutdown went all the way to 10:00.
Instead, we returned the building to production at 7:00 and left at 8:45.
Wasn't perfect, some dummies happened and at least one mild crisis, but we blew through them. We found some timing thingys that we changed on the fly (and at 5 AM, when looking at one-lines after many hours, you get as many eyeballs on the plan as possible so you don't end up in meetings.) We hammered it.
I am beat senseless, I've been sleeping since noon (breakfast with Sweetie, I earned and enjoyed steak and eggs ...in a restaurant full of people who still did not have power... I then passed the hell out), that wheely-deal I use instead of crutches was brilliant but hard on the knee. I need a tub full of ice. And whiskey and soda. And a straw.
Tomorrow's autopsy will be just fine. And not to take full credit for this thing, everything nowadays is collaborative, especially in a mission critical power facility, but it has been my show, and I am limping on air.
And thanks for the luck!