My showers last 10 minutes at most. But I take an occasion OH SHIT bath.

I'm having another freakout (every other day lately, and my parents are in CO) but I don't need reassurance. I just had to mention it. OMG, so much to deal with.

HOT only lasts a minute, is my problem.

I keep hot water trickling in to adjust for that. I loves a hot bath that lasts.

I love fancy soaps to smell and look at but I also don't ever use bar soap so they tend to just stack up when I get them as gifts. I do like to put the nicest smelling ones in my drawers, though. My drawers of clothes I mean.

I have taken more baths this year than ever before but they are interrupted by a baby. I love baths.

Sigh.

Oh, bath must be HOT.

Lobstah HOT. That's me...soak until I can't stand it anymore, then a big terry robe and extra towels...bundle up and sweat baybee. I love it.

Long showers for me. I like to zone out with the hot water pounding on the back of my neck.

Anyone have any experience with on-demand water heaters? They seem like a good idea.

I support Jesse! Mostly! I like baths in fancy (okay, mid-range, Vegas "fancy") hotels where the tub is huge and reasonably comfortable and it all feels luxurious. When I get bath bombs I save them for vacations, where I can enjoy them. When I've taken a bath at home it goes, "Aaaaah.... eh. Okay, I'm bored and uncomfortable now."

And then I found out my water is ooky, and the tub area is kind of falling apart, so baths are right out. In the next month or so I'm planning to tear the tub out completely and just put in an extra-nice shower stall.

My only experience was in Puerto Rico and it was lacking mainly due to bad circuits. Kept over loading and cold shot happened.

most of the people that I know around here that can, they are replacing their water heaters with the on-demand style. No complaints. One person with a long house put in two to keep the efficiency high. 1 person had a problem , but it was a minor part, not a big deal.

10:05pm, suddenly the tv downstairs blares loudly. Give it a few, doesn't go down, argue with Visiting Mother about knocking on her door (she doesn't want me to go). Noise gets louder, go downstairs. Knock gently on door, nothing but the sound of Really Loud Channel Surfing, and I knock in the blips of silence in between to be sure she hears me. Not loudly, not obnoxiously. Wait. Ring Doorbell. TV continues to blare, more channel surfing. I'm fuckng shaking because I so do not do confrontations. Knock gently but firmly on door, am about to again, sound goes down, but not off. Takes a moment for the ringing in my ears to ease off and I can tell that the volume is reasonable. Knock again, because I need to ask her point blank where her crazy comes from (I don't really remember what I was going to say or ask). She doesn't answer. Give it a few, give up.

I want to find a new place so fast so a stay-at-home marine dad and his two-year-old rambunctious twins and their yippie dog can move in.

So angry and I just want to cry.