Moving Day

Well, I have to check out of my semi-posh digs in a lil over an hour, so there's just enough time to get one last looong shower (unlimited hot water, yanno?) (when there IS hot water) (which, to the HIE's credit was all but seven hours of my approximately 90 hour stay), pack, and hide the bodies.  We're up to 22 degrees at this hour, on our way to a whopping 38... which will be the first time we'll find ourselves above freezing since Monday afternoon.  We are grateful for small favors.

We'll be back a lil later today, hopefully without tales o' woe concerning the state of El Casa Móvil De Pennington.  That said, I'm prepared for any and all eventualities.  Coz I'm good like that.

Update, 1130 hrs:  Well, we have water:

Sorta.  My water line to the coach is free and we have COLD water... but no hot water... in the kitchen, and nothing in the bathroom.

Worse... everything that COULD freeze DID freeze.  Even my soap:

The furnace didn't reset during my absence... as I figured it mightn't... and it is freakin' COLD inside El Casa.  The furnace is blowing hot air now and we should be back to some semblance of normal within an hour or two.  

In the words of John Howard Payne:  "Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home."