I should look on the bright side, and be happy that it is July, and it could be worse. It could be February. And really, I am grateful for that. If I had to take an ice cold shower, I would much rather take it in the summer, than in the winter. And my hair and skin definitely look good from such an eye-opening start to the day.
I just can't stand to listen to Molly scream because the water is so unbearable to be in. I feel awful forcing her into the bathroom for a quick soap up, and rinse in ice water. She cries and begs not to go. And she fights to climb out of the tub while she is enduring it. She is mad at me for some time after each event. I feel terrible about it. I hate that I just can't fix something that breaks. I just want to do the minimum.
Not sure when and how we will be able to get the funds together to purchase and install one. I think it is going to be a while. No overtime, AT ALL. Very small paychecks. We are stretched beyond stretched. It is a constant game of catch up.
But it's July, and I shall be happy for small mercy's.