Part of writing a blog is the seemingly inherent title to whine and complain. Often it’s what I’ve done best, but with my recent and blooming love affair with the city of Austin, I’ve sorta been oblivious to one of my daily nuisances.
I absolutely love the neighborhood I live in. I live in North Campus, just south of even better Hyde Park. I love being walking distance from so many places… the Drag, UT, Hyde Park of course, and several bars and restaurants I like. I don’t like that there is a lot of graffiti around, everywhere, including my apartment’s washer & dryer room (!), but the free parking and amazing location more than quell that annoyance.
I do, however, pay sooooo little compared to the rest of my neighborhood, and often even less than my friends who commute great distances to get to the city’s downtown or UT. The thing that has annoyed me most has not been the graffiti however, but the lack of hot water in my apartment.
I had always been able to get at least 3 minutes of hot water for my shower on a bad day, 5-8 minutes on an average day, and 8+ minutes if I showered sometime during the magic 4:00 pm hour. Don’t ask me why this is the case; I have no idea.
However, as of Friday, they started working on our natural gas. I stressed started as it is now Sunday, and the work hasn’t been finished yet. They kept interrupting when a friend was over and we were trying to watch TV, and later, when I tried to take a nap (however I ignored their knocking and slept anyway, and my roommate dealt with it). They took apart our oven, so now I can’t cook, and the shower now produces no heat whatsoever. It has been a total nightmare.
I am assuming that the 100% lack of heat in the shower is somehow related to the “fixing the gas.” This being the case, I now have to work up my guts for a full 15 minutes in order to brave my very shortened, 5-8 minute, polar bear plunge shower. Yes, we are now down to 0 minutes of warmth in the shower. The worst has been the hairwashing. At least when you wash everything else you can mostly get out of the way of the frosty downpour, but washing your hair commits you fully to the freezing shower concept, and your whole body will face borderline hypothermia once you’ve made this decision.
I have had to face this struggle for 3 straight days and my bitterness shows no sign of subsiding. My roommate says that they’re coming in either Monday or Tuesday to fix the gas and I pray, pray, pray that that alleviates our shower dilemmas once and for all.
In the meantime, it’s time to head out and remember what it’s like to be warm again… and then immediately regret that desire 5 minutes later in the 95-105 degree Texas heat.