Our water heater has died, leaving us with no hot water this morning. The old one (and it is old, more than 12 years at least) needs to be torn out and completely replaced. We're going to replace it with a tankless one, which is going to cost us a lot of money and involve a lot of plumbers over the next couple days. Shannon and I were both already stressed for various reasons, so this is poor timing, but ... hey ... it'll increase the value of the house, right? (That's what I always tell myself when something goes wrong and is going to be expensive to fix.)

I'm just working on managing my own stress level and being supportive for Shannon as much as I can while we get through this. In a couple days, we'll have hot water again and everything will be back to the already-somewhat-difficult-but-we're-managing place it was yesterday. We can deal.

I'm just really happy that I washed my hair yesterday and that neither laundry nor dishes are clamoring for attention. It's like frontier days around here, without hot water.

Also, we keep getting ant invasions. Ants, leave us alone! We have enough to worry about!