this old house...

Last night when I returned home from an evening of shopping and going to the movies with Whitney, I came home to a house with NO hot water. Of course I didn't realize this when I walked in the door. I was only concerned with getting inside and away from the cold, wet, nasty conditions I had been wading through all night. The whole drive home I sat in my car with a damp coat on me, dreaming of the hot bath that would warm me right up and rev start my sleep cycle from the relaxation it would provide. But what do I come home to...no...hot...water! When you live in an older house, these kinds of problems creep up on you at moments you would not expect. At this exact moment I felt the emotion I can only compare to this... Ralphie's dad battled on and on with the furnace in their basement in the classic tale of A Christmas Story. I find these scenes to be extra funny now that I own a home of my own, and have too reacted this way to a malfunction within my home. This is the in...