Woke up to an all time
low of 11 degrees. Well,
day before yesterday, 8
degrees, but still . . .
So, "I gird up my loins,
sally forth to conquer,"
(Proverbs 31:17)
determined to take a
shower even if it killed
me.
Alas, shower water . . .
f r o z e n !!! Living in
a 135 year old cabin
has its issues, make no
mistake.
One of said issues is the
ever and always winter
time water freezes. I
despair because it's Fall;
we've had three snows
and daily low temps and
it's not even Winter yet.
Well, my dear old gran
taught me all about spit
baths. Good thing too
as I chose to live in the
1887the year of the
Common Era . . .
Alas, I digress . . . better
put the kettle on. No, not
for tea, but for a good old
fashioned spit bath.
Thanks a lot gran!!!
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