The Boiler Saga

When I told you that our heat wasn’t hooked up yet and it was cold. I misspoke. I should have said that our stupid boiler doesn’t work at all and would become the thorn in the flesh of our first week in London. We have had the landlord look at it and the builders look at it and the plummer look at it. On Wednesday our landlord said that they would give us the keys to the empty flat behind us so that we could go over and take showers which would have been a great idea if the boiler was working over there. So let’s just say that we both went a ridiculous amount of time between the last shower we took in America to the first shower we took in London. We decided to suck it up and take cold shower because stray dogs were going to follow us home if we didn’t. I have truly never felt tap water that cold. We were clean, borderline hypothermic and MAD at our landlord. We played phone tag with everyone yesterday and finally our landlord got us an appointment with the boiler company representative/plummer/whatever who can either fix it or replace it. The appointment is for Monday. Mike pointed out that he he had to start work on Monday and would really appreciate being clean that day so they gave us 200 pounds ($400) to get a hotel for the weekend. We were really excited and started talking about hotels. Then we thought we could just get a hotel for one night and save the extra money! Then in a move that would make my dad proud, we decided that we could pocket the money and take a couple more cold showers. I have found that if you look at it like this it helps: if someone offered you $100 to take a cold shower instead of a hot one, you would have a hard time turning it down, right? RIGHT? Now 2 days x 2 people x 1 shower a day each = $400. See, don’t we seem sensible and thrifty now instead of idiots who are gluttons for punishment? Hey, I don’t have a job so it’s the most money I will make for a while. So suffice it to say, we have a good story, tougher skin and a new found appreciation for warm water. But if it doesn’t get fixed soon. I quit.


About fishandchipsandsalsa

This is the story of a newlywed-ish couple in Dallas about to pack up their lives and pups to move to jolly ol' England. They will miss good family, good friends and good fajitas.
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4 Responses to The Boiler Saga

  1. Dad (Andrea's that is!) says:

    I am sooooooooooooooooooooooo proud of you. Where has this thrifty daughter been hiding all my life. One question, does the stove top work? You can sure make a lot of hot water there! But you are right, glad you are writing this down. There’s just too much good stuff happening to remember. Love you. Dad

  2. lollie says:

    Is there a gym in the area? Just think hot showers and a workout too? I like the way you are viewing problems from different angles. Very nice work.
    Is the boiler the heat for the flat or the water? I remember when we slept in the bunkhouse at Mama Jo’s and an electric blanket was a great invention. Cuddling works good too.
    I remember taking baths in a metal tub in the kitchen. You boiled the water on the stove and added cold water. Everything old may be new again.
    We could call you twenty first century pioneers. Remember necessity is the mother of invention.
    Can’t wait to hear more.
    Schools out and I am expecting great things.
    Good luck at work tomorrow Michael.

  3. John Coker says:

    Dave Ramsey would be proud! Listened to any CDs yet?

  4. Ozzie says:

    Wow! That’s a good way to get some spending money! Good for you…you were given a lemon and you made lemonade.

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