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tigerfortOh good; the washer in the cold tap has just split. It's one in the morning and (naturally) I don't have a spare in the house - even if I'm physically able to dismantle the tap, which isn't a given. Since this house doesn't have a cold-water tank, not only can I not use the cold taps, I can't use anything else that requires water either - if I want to go to the loo, I'm going to need to remember to go to the kitchen first to turn the water back on so that I can flush.
On the plus side, the babblingly superstitious part of my brain has accepted this as October's disaster (there was one in June, and one in August, and everyone knows such things come in threes, so clearly there needed to be an October one to complete the alternate-months pattern) and has therefore stopped spraying existential dread over the rest of me, which is quite relaxing. Relatively speaking. Nonetheless, aargh.
On the plus side, the babblingly superstitious part of my brain has accepted this as October's disaster (there was one in June, and one in August, and everyone knows such things come in threes, so clearly there needed to be an October one to complete the alternate-months pattern) and has therefore stopped spraying existential dread over the rest of me, which is quite relaxing. Relatively speaking. Nonetheless, aargh.