I had water at 6:30 this morning, but not at 8:30. I got the heat gun, set it up, opened the tap in the bathroom sink, and went out to open the guest facilities. I wound up getting tied up there and didn’t get back home for twenty minutes.

That was just long enough for:

• the heat gun to work its magic;

• water to start gushing out of the bathroom tap;

• one of the cats (probably Neelix) to leap up onto the counter to get at all that fresh, yummy water, and;

• knock a washcloth into the basin where it stopped the drain.

*sighs*

I suppose that’s one way to wash the floors. I used a heater to dry out everything and the room looks okay. I hope that the water didn’t have time to infiltrate.

In other dismal news, I believe that my loft is now leaking. I’ve got a nice chunk of ice in one corner. Inside. I’m going to get the heater up there next, but I’m sure the damage is done. Caulking will have to wait until the weather warms up.

In happier news, it was SUNNY today!!! I went out to do the cleaning this afternoon and switched to a light sweater and a kerchief, instead of the sweater, coat, and tuque I’ve been living in. Sure, it was a tad ‘brisk’ (-11) walking around the park like that, but it felt sooooo nice to be unencumbered by a million layers of clothing. Of course, the sun is already setting (can’t believe it’s four, where does the day go?!), but I definitely got my vitamin D quota for the day.

This afternoon, I managed to run my errands in preparation for Thursday’s dinner with the guests. My contribution is mashed turnip (rutabaga for you purists) with brown sugar, which I will have the pleasure of serving in a bowl that belonged to my dad. I couldn’t tell you the number of times I served mashed root vegetables in that bowl over the past twenty years and I am very happy to bring a piece of my father with me to this traditional Christmas meal he would have enjoyed so much.