Missouri dodged a another major ice storm this week, and I'm grateful. But we discovered we need a new furnace. And if we're getting a new furnace we might as well replaced the old air conditioning system. Then the hot water heater went out. So if we're replacing the hot water heater we better put in a water softener because it helps with a skin condition my husband is plagued with; Grove Disease. Anyone ever heard of it? We hadn't either, and there's no cure or treatment--at least any treatment that doesn't damage organs. We'd noticed that while we were in Florida the rash eased considerably and we concluded it must be the water softener. Anyway, so furnace, air, water heater and softener. This is where it got tricky. My husband wanted to install the water heater and softener. Simple, right?
My house looks like a destruction zone. Hubby has been to the hardware store three times this morning alone. I have the old hot water heater sitting in the hallway. The new one in the utility closet, but not an ounce of hot water. He hasn't even started on the softener yet, which I'm not looking forward to having. My hair is a wet noodle with those things.
I figure this is going to be a lonnnnnnng week:)
On a happier note, Harvest House is republishing some of my older historicals. Outlaw's Bride will be out this July--a story about a man unjustly accused, and the woman who helped him find a new life.