Hot Water

Apparently hot water is pretty important. I don't use it.

It was so important, though, that someone rang the doorbell and let J know there wouldn't be any for awhile. She didn't even get mad, and it was still early on a stay at home day.

If it's a stay at home day, the kid gets the computer as long as she wants because J stays up all night and sleeps a lot the next day. Generally, if someone rings the bell on those mornings, J gets really growl-ly.

After she got done talking to the guy at the door, she came back upstairs and someone was on the phone. I'm pretty sure it was Jimmy.

It turns out that the guy who told J about the water spoke American. The guy who told Jimmy about the water spoke something else. I don't know what else he spoke, but it wasn't a language that Jimmy spoke.

I can appreciate water. The fact that there wasn't any for awhile yesterday was not good. the fact that there wasn't any water this morning was REALLY not good. There was enough water in a bottle for J and the kid to have coffee. Otherwise, very bad things would have happened.

J took a kind of a bath with club soda this morning. That was odd--there's just no other way to put it.

The water is back on now, and some of it is hot. I guess that means we're going to live happily ever after now.

Until the next thing happens.


Cosmo