The inaugural night in the new house happened on Saturday night, and included my two favorite roommates. Ridley didn't want to sleep in my bed with Boston and me—as we've been doing for the past year in the king bed in the guest room at their house—so I raced to BB&B to pick up a new twin Aerobed just for her. She slept well, happy as a little clam in her little bed.
On Sunday morning, I took my first shower in my new bathroom. I turned on the hot water, waited for it to get to the second floor, then tempered it with a little cold and hopped in. The pressure was fairly low, as the inspector had warned me. What he didn't warn me of, or probably discover, is that the hot/cold regulator drips. So I'd be standing under the shower head, washing or rinsing my hair, and a drop of ice cold water would drip out of the regulator and plop right onto the center of my back. I'd turn up the hot water to warm my body in reaction to the cold water, and 45 seconds later another drop of ice water would plop on my back.
It was an interesting time in the shower! Last night I anticipated the morning by having a relaxing bubble bath, complete with classical music and crossword puzzle. This morning I washed my hair in the sink!
Gotta call the plumber!
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