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Feb. 13th, 2007 06:48 pmLast night I had the vague idea that I'd shower before I went to bed. Turns out I was too lazy/tired/apathetic/in pain to do so. I then figured I'd do it when I got up today.
This afternoon I went to fill the bathtub with water, and threw in one of the good-smelling Lush bath bombs that Libby gave me. When it was about 1/3rd full, I stuck a toe in to test the temperature.
It was ice cold.
I immediately checked to see if I'd turned the cold tap on too high. I hadn't.
So I turned the water off and went of in search of Larry, who was the only other person home at the time. I reported it to him. He pointed out that he had just run the dishwasher and the washing machine (yes, we're blessed with both in this house, huzzah!), but he'd check the hot water heater.
Turns out the storm had blown out the pilot light. Not only that, but due to such high winds, Larry couldn't even keep a match lit long enough to get it to the pilot light.
So we're out of hot water, and I desperately need a shower. In an effort to at least have the bath I wanted earlier, I'm boiling water and pouring it into the tub, where I had kept the water from earlier- hey, I'm not going to waste Lush products. But so far, two kettles of boiling water later, and I don't detect much change in the water temperature. I'm boiling both of our kettles at the same time, and if the next round doesn't do anything, I'm going to just fuck it all and stay dirty for another day. I've roughed it through much worse, but that doesn't mean I like to do it.
Bleurgh.
This afternoon I went to fill the bathtub with water, and threw in one of the good-smelling Lush bath bombs that Libby gave me. When it was about 1/3rd full, I stuck a toe in to test the temperature.
It was ice cold.
I immediately checked to see if I'd turned the cold tap on too high. I hadn't.
So I turned the water off and went of in search of Larry, who was the only other person home at the time. I reported it to him. He pointed out that he had just run the dishwasher and the washing machine (yes, we're blessed with both in this house, huzzah!), but he'd check the hot water heater.
Turns out the storm had blown out the pilot light. Not only that, but due to such high winds, Larry couldn't even keep a match lit long enough to get it to the pilot light.
So we're out of hot water, and I desperately need a shower. In an effort to at least have the bath I wanted earlier, I'm boiling water and pouring it into the tub, where I had kept the water from earlier- hey, I'm not going to waste Lush products. But so far, two kettles of boiling water later, and I don't detect much change in the water temperature. I'm boiling both of our kettles at the same time, and if the next round doesn't do anything, I'm going to just fuck it all and stay dirty for another day. I've roughed it through much worse, but that doesn't mean I like to do it.
Bleurgh.
