Side effect of living alone: extremely disproportionate level of personal satisfaction related to minor problem solving.
Example: I'd been dissatisfied with how hot my shower was getting and how long it was staying at its hottest. Then this morning it occurred to me that I could probably fix the issue by adjusting the hot water heater. On my way out to work, I stopped on the back porch and turned the nozzle just slightly farther toward "Hot," and tonight I cranked the faucet to take a shower after I got home from the gym and found it to be pleasantly scalding. I took a longer-than-usual shower to revel in my genius and even now feel ridiculously proud of myself.
Proud. For turning the knob on a hot water heater. Or perhaps just proud because the thought happened in my brain to begin with. Next thing you know I could be toppling buildings and curing cancer or AT LEAST changing a light bulb by myself. Watch out, world. Sisters are doin' it for themselves.
cheers,
elizabeth
11.11.2009
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