Yesterday afternoon I tried to shower. And the water would NOT get warm.
I didn’t think much of it, and scurried out of the shower, with plans to shower at night.
We had stroganoff for dinner
With broccoli and purple cauliflower (and no mushrooms of course)
And I tried to shower again.
Like any adult woman would do, I called my daddy.
(I actually gave the fiance the choice of google or my daddy. He agreed with calling the ‘rents)
We stared at this
I talked on the phone. I’m a good helper in situations like this.
After going over stuff with my daddy, he said to call someone. Thankfully we discovered that the hot water heater has a warranty.
But I’m teaching today, so I kinda needed to be not greasy. And cold showers are just not my thang. Mama pea told me on facebook that this is good practice for moherhood. But seeing as how the fiance hasn’t, you know, married me yet I figured I ought to do what I can to make sure it’s not single motherhood I’m preparing for. So off we went to the community center
For a hot shower. So worth it.
And of course, all this fun called for some of this
not to mention lots of this
Now I’m about to go off and learn some kids-it’s actually the class I student taught last spring. In the projects. Portland has projects, who knew?
What do you do when something in your house breaks? I swear, no matter the problem I call my parents before I do anything. I don’t even google first.