My feet are dirty

The maintenance man is in the kitchen working on the hot water heater. I've my fingers crossed that it will be operational this afternoon because I need a hot shower badly. I'm not sure if the people in Target were looking at me funny because I was less than impeccably groomed or because I was talking to myself.

Anyway, Charlottesville's not so bad today, now that I've been out and doing stuff, despite not having had a shower this morning. I went to the post office and the aforementioned Target, and will most likely go the grocery store tonight, if I can get cleaned up.

I really, really, really, really, really, really want to take a shower. I mean really. Really.