Don't you hate it when something jumps unexpectedly to the top of your to-do list? Unless it happens to be "go pick up your windfall of cash," or "join me on this fabulous vacation, no, really, I'll pay..." it generally is a disaster. Yeah.
Last night, when I went and took a shower, the water never got warm. Ick. I'm not a person that enjoys a cold shower, even in the heatstroke days of summer. Warm even then. But I needed to shower, and especially wash my hair for work today. So, I toughed it out. Gah!
Today, Ron and Carl tried to figure out if it was the elements or the thermostat, and whether or not they could fix it, but MY dilemma was wash up in the sink or bravely step into another cold shower. Thursday, one way or another, I think we'll have it solved. Ron will actually have more time to work on it then, or know that he can't by then and we'll call someone. Worse comes to worse, we'll get a new water heater by then.
One more day of cold shower to look forward to, though... and I'm not looking forward to it. No, I'm not.