Pittsburgh is coming out of its coldest spell of weather in 10 years. It was cold. Not Minnesota or Buffalo cold but cold enough that ice started to form on our 3 rivers. Cold enough that my pipes froze underground where they couldn't be thawed out with a hair dryer or a space heater. I basically had to wait for the water to start to flow again.
During the time I was without water (a whopping 2 whole days) I felt like I was camping out in my own home. In the past few years, I've discovered that I really enjoy camping. I have my own tent and everything. Of course, I also have an air mattress and a ceiling fan for my tent so I'm not totally roughing it, but I'm still outside with no running water and the closest toilet being a port-a-potty. Anyway, for two days I carried water over from my parents house to fill up the toilet tank so I could flush, to wash my hands, face, dishes, etc and make sure the kitties had enough to drink. I went to my parents house to shower which is more like using the bathhouse in a camp ground than you might think. I have radiators and were afraid they would run out of water so I had the heat turned down and was using a space heater - so that was like sitting around a camp fire.
All that was missing were marshmallows and a growler of beer. Oh, and the bugs. I didn't miss the bugs at all.
The water came back yesterday evening. I took a hot shower just because I could and turned the heat back up. Life goes on as usual, but I left it running at a trickle all night just in case.
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You camping fool, you! Too funny about your parents' "bathhouse" at least you didn't have to put in quarters - or did you? Glad to hear the water's back on.
I know how tough it is to live in a home without everything working! Glad it's all back on track.
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