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Jun 17, 2007 22:20

So the hot water heater here is busted. My father has been doing an uncharacteristically bad job repairing it, so I haven't taken a hot shower in a few days.
What this means, if you'll indulge me, is that I take ice cold showers. Rather, I sort of do a hokey pokey. I put half of me in the shower, stand outside the shower on the bathmat, and apply the bar soap. then i wet the other half. again with the soap. Then I got half in, rinse off, and half in, and rinse off. In between, during, and after, I'm swearing, muttering, humming, whistling. I believe this morning it was Beethoven's 9th, the choral movement. Then, because the prospect of putting my whole body in the shower horrifies me, I wash my hair in the ice cold bathtub. A ten minute shower turns into a project as complex as assembling a ship in a bottle.

And my god I hope this is solved tomorrow evening. One more day of dancing out of the shower. This might explain why I was angry for the first four hours of work today.
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