I woke up this morning to no hot water. Nice. This has really never happened before. One thing about our apartment that we appreciate and curse is the power of the heat. We are on the ground floor, and below us is the boiler room for our building. Unless it is truly bitterly cold outside (which it has been for a couple of weeks now) we don't need to touch our thermostat, because the boiler cranking away beneath us provides us with more than enough warmth. So much so that we're known to crack our window open on 30 degree days. (Heat is included in our rent, so we aren't saving money as a result.) We don't usually mind this, and I think the only time we curse it is when my parents come to town. They keep their house at a frigid temperature in the winter, and so they are less acclimated to the rain forest that is our apartment and complain without ceasing about how hot it gets while they're sleeping.

The heat and hot water are connected, and our hot water has always been just as powerful. It is possible to scald yourself while doing dishes, and the shower has never been lacking in warmth or water pressure. This has no downsides, in my opinion. We have two bathrooms, both with showers, and have never had difficulty running the dishwasher and taking two showers all at once.

This morning I was able to squeeze enough warm water out of the pipes to prevent a shower of misery; or a day of misery due to no shower. E. usually showers in the morning, but she had to forego that this a.m., and I have no idea what Beloved ended up doing before work. I left for work without grabbing the number for my maintenance man, and I'm concerned that everyone is going to think that someone else will call, and he won't get notice of the problem.

I did check the heat, too, when I got out of the shower, and sure enough, that's gone, too. Like I said, they're connected - so it's no surprise.

I hope my apartment isn't freezing when I get home. I wouldn't know how to handle that after being so spoiled.

posted by Zuska @ 8:57 AM

1 Comments:

At Saturday, February 10, 2007 12:20:00 AM, Anonymous said…

what beloved ended up doing was haeting water in the tea kettle, pouring it into his bathroom sink, and giving himslef an awkward sponge bath.

i was cran-kee all day long. i hate when i don't get my shower!