Hot Water is Overrated

I am getting a new hot water heater installed, as I type.

This may be the most expensive blog post ever.  I should be charging you for reading it.

 I suspected, since the house is almost 60 years old, that if the HWH is leaking out of the bottom...it is likely a goner.  Suspicion confirmed.

Now believe me, when I saw the estimate for this ridiculous situation, I weighed the pros and cons of hot water.  I mean, do we really NEED hot water?  I still have electricity and I still have water...so I could perhaps heat the water myself.

Since paying bills and doing laundry don't appear to be priorities in my life, I figured I have abundant spare time to heat this water myself.

The repair guy astutely observed my hesitation.  He could see I was carefully weighing my options.  He knew I was on the cusp of living hot-water-free for the rest of my existence.

So he knocked $16 off the bill.

Imagine my gratefulness.

I gave him a look that suggested, among other things, he could do better than that.  Fortunately, this was not missed by his superior customer service skill and his refined talent at reading people who are about to hand over a major credit card and kiss their life savings goodbye.

He accepted the mulligan, and miraculously found a $50 credit in his arsenal of tricks. Now I am upstairs listening to a calamity of sounds that could only be signs he is also ripping out all my of copper plumbing and perhaps even remodeling the basement.

One can only hope.

If I am not on blogger for a few days, it is because I am going to run this new hot water heater like it's my last days on earth and my final wish is to go all pruny-skinned from standing in the shower for hours on end.  Since I am now officially broke, showering is about all I can afford to do.