I love my job of helping my adopted grandmas, but some days I just don't understand their thinking. Today was one of those days. They have these funny little quarks about things that boggle my mind. The thing today was the water heater. It hadn't been working for two and a half days. If I hadn't tried to rinse the wash rag out with warm water it may have been longer, like the end of the week when my parents get moved in. I will explain. My parents are working on moving in to"the cottage" behind Evelyn and Roberta's house. My dad had to turn off there gas on Friday to hook up the gas line to his house. When he was done he came in and lit the pilot light for their water heater. It worked until sometime mid Saturday and then went out. That meant that Roberta who takes her bath in the morning had warm or hot water, but Evelyn had to heat up water on the stove to have a warm bath that night. Not to mention any dishes she did she would have heated water on the sto...
Some stories from our good life