Well, it’s not as bad as when the furnace went out this January, making it 40 degrees in here and forcing us to sleep on Adam’s floor in sleeping bags, but here’s my excuse for the day: The water heater’s out.
I was going to get up around 6:30 with Doug, take a shower after he took his, write a blog for publication later today, and get some other stuff done. On Saturday for some reason I was up and at ’em at 6:30 and ended up cleaning every floor surface in the house. Felt good to get some stuff done for the first time in weeks (the pup requires constant attention if we want our books and rugs to stay nice).
Well, our new landlords were doing something with the gas line and shut it off for the whole place–they relit the furnace pilot light and the oven is OK, but Doug said he ran the water for almost 10 minutes and it never heated up.
So, without the shower to jump start my day I just slept in until 8:30 :)
What’s keeping you from doing stuff around the house?