Monday April 19, 2004
What...? Didn't I eat enough yesterday? Did I eat the wrong things or not enough of the right things? Does what I eat have anything at all to do with how crappy or wonderful I feel the next day? Maybe it's hydration that is the deciding factor. I may have to start keeping food and beverage records to figure it out.
Yesterday I felt closer to normal than I have in many months. Today I am starting out tired. I expected the tired, but not the puffy eyes, sneezing (allergies?) and pain in various places. Not to mention a complete and utter lack of interest in eating.
I didn't get to sleep until early this morning. This was partly due to not feeling sleepy and then, after sleepiness happened, not being able to rest for the itch. I have been able to control the itch pretty well lately with showers and soakings.
Between 7:30 pm and 9 pm last night the building ran out of hot water. This happens sometimes and it's just a matter of a half hour or so before the poor water tank can catch up. At 10 there was still no hotness and the familiar popcorn popping noise that the water heater usually emits was gone. I checked the tank and it was cold as a, well, you know.
I called the 24/7 office number provided by the new landlord. This was the second time I'd called within about a week and I was again greeted with only "Hello". No company name, no answerer's name, no "How can I help you?".
I told the woman on the other end why I was calling. She wanted to know which unit I was in and then simply said "Okay, leave it with us." Like I had any choice.
I heated water to wash my face and went to bed about midnight or so. It being an itch night, rest was elusive. I finally gave up and warmed more water for a sponge bath at 4 am. This took a lot longer than a shower would. I got back to bed (and sleep!) at the time most of the building was starting to awake for the new work and school day.
At this moment we are still out of hot water. Audible progress is being made though: clinking and conferring noises emanate from the utility room. I hope the thing is fixed soon. I have dishes to wash and a date with the lab today.
And: I have some noise making of my own to do, the loudness of which I haven't been able to estimate. Anybody remember how much noise drilling into concrete makes? Me neither. I want to hang my bike by my "back" door. It's the one that opens into the utility room. There ain't no good place to put it in the utility room, either - I already thought of that.