Done.

Figure A: Susan passed out on the living room floor.

Halfway through our full day of manual labor, we discovered belatedly that there was no water at our new house. The landlord had unfortunately forgotten to tell us that he had shut the water off and after hurriedly calling the water district, found again unfortunately that it would take 24 hours for them to send someone out to turn our water back on. The rest of the day later, it took us exactly five seconds to determine that we were not desperate enough to use the public shower located in wide open view next to our pool so took advantage of our 24 hour fitness memberships, walking in with a full day’s worth of sweat and grime and walking out happily squeaky clean in our jammies.