But, no. Not today. No hot water for me. Not at 0507 on a Tuesday morning. Nor is it hot at 0510. Or 0512. So I suffer through a quick and irritating shower, emerging colder still without my warmth, heat, relaxation, solitude, peacefulness, or momentary bliss. That, my friends, is an early morning Big Orange screw. Thanks, North Carrick.
So much for making my first real post deep and meaningful. Oh well. Off to work out.