alberto: just call me bob. bob the builder.

spring's agreeable, or not, transitional weather is full of temperamental uncertainty. as we are figuring out our apartment's heating, or lack of, we are trying to find a balance between warm rooms, the upcoming summer temperatures, spring's cold rainy days, and overall pleasant living conditions as well as have hot water for showers and hot water for washing dishes (everyone knows you can't wash dishes in cold water, right?). summer, we are warned, will be incredibly hot and humid so we don't want to have to turn on the heat just to have a couple minutes of enjoyable showers. anyways, in the meantime, with our cold apartment and the outside much warmer, we have been sleeping in humid, moist, moldy-like-calabria-almost beds - nothing that can be good for my asthma, eczema or allergies....but recently, this week, i woke up in the middle of the night trying to pull down my sweatshirt sleeve for more warmth, and instead, my sleepy arm whacked me in the face and now i have a bruised, swollen lip. great. and i cut myself on a broken glass as i was trying to wash dishes (my first of arina's many). and we have an ant family. seriously. what else?