I couldn't anyway because my water is temporarily shut off by a plumber doing work here.
I just discovered today that in order to permanently fix our flooding basement problem, our driveway will need to be dug up and terra cotta pipes will need to get replaced by pipes current to this century.
This excavation will get to the "roots" of the problem. Pun with words there. Apparently roots have infiltrated our pipes causing the flooding and sewage invasion in our used-to-be-finished basement.
In my contentment meter, I am at a perfect zero on this subject.
Happy that there will be a solution to the flooding problem, unhappy that they will need to dig up our driveway.
So instead of doing laundry today in the laundry room that I do not have--
I got on the phone and scheduled a mammogram that's been overdue since November of 2009.
I will go right after lunch today.
After I shower.
Oh, wait--can't shower either.
You know what gets me through days like this?
The knowledge that I do not have to fight for my life in the Afghan National Army,
I do not have to give birth in a remote area of Sierra Leone where 1033 women die for every 100,000 live births,
And my children are healthy.
Hot Showers are overrated anyway.