Remember how I lost part of my gorillapod in Seattle?  Well, back in March when we returned from our Vegas show when our equipment was stolen, along with our camera was the corresponding piece from our own company tripod.  So, one of my coworkers went to the camera store to see if we could get a replacement “chip” for our tripod, and he offered to ask them about my missing “chip” from the gorillapod too.  Turns out they had both, and they just went ahead and put mine on the company card.  So, that’s nice.

Over the weekend I finally re caulked my bathroom tub.  It was easier than I thought it would be, but waiting 24 hours before I could clean up the mess (I had to scrape out all the old stuff and had just cleaned my fish tank too) was going to be annoying.  It was kind of funny that I took my first shower in my other bathroom in the two and a half years since I bought the condo.  Monday I played my last round of racquetball (and I think I was actually improving my strikes) before the new term starts (the courts are so far I can’t take the time to drive there when school is in session).  So, I was covered in sweat.  I came home, excited (okay, not “excited”) to use my “new” shower without all the moldy black and orange caulking.  I then saw a sign on the (garage) door:  “Attention all residents:  there has been a water main break and you will be without water for the next 24 hours.”

So, I called up the few friends I had close by and of course nobody was  willing to let me shower at their house.  So, for the first time possibly ever (I don’t think we showered after gym in elementary school) I took a shower at the gym.  I guess it wasn’t as humiliating of an experience as I’d imagined.  There was no “door” or curtain, but I realized at some point between age 18 and 28 I stopped caring about being seen.

(ps, thanks to James Baker and Bush’s Virginia Graeme Baker Pool and Spa Safety Act of 2007 I couldn’t attempt to clean myself off in our condo sauna or pool as they are closed indefinitely to install new equipment to protect children from somehow getting killed in freak accidents while negligent mommy and daddy aren’t paying attention….are we gonna replace the gravel under the school monkey bars with pillows while we’re at it?)

So, that caulking is going to be really well set-in by the time I finally take a shower tonight.

The week isn’t already without tragedy though as my pearl scale goldfish died shortly after the tank cleaning.