There's a ghost in Spokane/my shower, and it wanted me out of bed at 6am this morning. Who am I to say no?
At exactly 5am, my shower developed a noisy, twice a minute drip. This of course drew me out of bed to see what the deal was, since our shower has never dripped (except due to user error). And then, through nothing my blind-as-a-bat-without-contacts inspection revealed, the shower inexplicably stopped dripping at 5:30am. And obviously, I'm already wide awake at this point.
At exactly 6am, the torrential downpour that began last night abruptly stopped, yielding a damp but still slightly warm morning. Which, in case you're wondering, is absolutely perfect for a morning run.
Call it fate, the stars aligning, or the intervention of a Higher Power, but my butt was at work by 8:30 after a morning full of working out, breakfast, lunch-packing, blog-checking, and the ever important SHOWER. Hallelujah!
Day one of Project 18: COMPLETE.
1 comment:
Good for you breaking the cycle! It can be hard to break the routine, but good for you!
Arrrgghh - what a pain - a dripping shower can be so frustrating!
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