Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Hanging Out in My Bathroom
No, it's not what you're thinking. Our bathroom is the only room in our apartment with a source of heat we can control, aside from the kitchen and it's oxygen consuming gas oven. Don't take me wrong -- I LOVE my gas stove, but it is dangerous to use it as a heat source. Ever since the whiners and shakers convinced management to turn off the heat and turn on the cooling, I've wanted to hit each of them upside the head with my cold, blue hand! Three hot days was too much for some to handle, so they complained. Of course, as soon as they did, the weather changed and has not hit 70 since then. At night, temps dip down into the forties. Thank goodness for our fluffy, warm comforter. There's a perhaps not widely known saying about Washington weather -- "if you don't like the weather now, wait 24 hours." I wish someone had been thinking of that before they decided to turn off the heat. Normally, I'm the last to complain about the cold. However, when there is no escape from it 24/7 except by crawling into bed or spending unproductive time in the bathroom, I cease being a happy camper. It's hard to read a book all comfy in your favorite chair, wrapped in layers of manmade fleece! Turning pages with numb hands . . . well, you get the picture.