So I just wanted to get something up as a place holder and to fill the page some.
I will get a Mission statement up soon so that you will have more of an idea what you are really looking at.
The First hour of this New Year was a bust. If it is indicative of what the rest of the year is about sign me out now.
I woke up at 10:00. I thought it was 9:00 sort of a shocker for me. I hurried in to the shower to get the day rolling. As I was trying to get the water temp adjusted to a tolerable temperature the flow suddenly slammed down to a trickle. Something akin to what you might expect to find if you were Ted Kennedy trying to take a piss into the Potomac River in January. That had never happened before I turned off the water and restarted it... the Old Windows trick... only this time it didn’t do any good. I tried it again and it did work... for a minute, then slammed back to a trickle. I went through this ridiculous excursive several more times all the while couching down and shivering my naked ass off. We don’t run the heat at night. Finally I get pissed off enough to grab a robe and march down stairs to get a vice grip and rip the shower head off. I took off and saw nothing that even remotely suggested that there was a problem. I took the shower head down stairs to where I had some spectacles and could really see what I was looking at. Still nothing. I took the thing ALL the way apart. Still Nothing. I reassembled it but I left out the flow restrictor plates. I was sort of surprised to find not one but 4. Just as an afterthought I turned the shower water on to see if there was some debris in the line that might have been the culprit. Sure enough there was something... I don’t know if that was it though. I re-installed the shower head and voila Lots of hot water. So I hopped in to get warm. You might think that was a happy ending... and the end of a stupid little blog entry... but noOOOooo.
Just as I was about to get all warm I remembered that the vent fan was not on. I turned to reach out to the switch to turn it on. The switch is OLD and as such requires a heavy hand to make the fan come on. Well it seems that when my hand hit the limit of the switch the resulting jolt upset the delicate balance of the traction coefficient between my wet right foot and the non-skid-tape-less floor of my tub and I fell down onto my knee and my left elbow rather hard. I stop and look around to be sure that I am not bleeding anywhere then move to stand up... then the knee slips and now I am doing a reverse back bend in the bottom of the tub. I manage to get myself upright and back to showering. I get all shampooed up when the hot water starts petering out. I hurry to get the vital parts cleaned and shut off the water. It should be noted here that removing the flow restrictor plates upset some critical balance between the amount of water flowing into the shower and the drains ability to evacuate it... so now I am standing in about 2 inches of soapy water. Yippy. This problem hadn’t been a problem before the increased flow rate was introduced to the equation. I reach out and get the towel to get dried off when I realize in my haste to get out from under the cooling water I neglected to rinse the shampoo from my hair. Not a tremendously bad thing. Anyone who knows me knows there isn’t a lot of hair to have shampoo in. But now most of it is in my one and only towel. But I didn’t REALLY know that I had only one towel till that morning. I tossed the towel out and rinsed off again in remarkably cool water. It seems that I had used up all the hot water messing with fixing the shower head. So now I stand there soaking wet and cold with no towel. I get out and look in the hall closet... nope not there. That is when I realized that a trip to Wally World was in order. I dried off using my bathrobe, a nearly 20 year old terry cloth Bathrobe I got as a company Christmas present. So if this first hour of 2009 is any indication of the year to come...
