Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Sometime between eleven last night and twenty minutes ago, the hot water tap on my bathroom sink stopped working. A wee trickle came out when I went to wash my hands, and then the trickle stopped. I've still got cold water available there, and the hot water works at the bathtub, kitchen sink, and laundry sink.

I have no freaking clue here. The pipe under the sink, upstream of the cut-off valve there, disappears into the bathroom floor/kitchen ceiling, and I'm really not sure exactly which wall it gets routed to for the vertical run.

Okay, okay, keep reminding myself: this could be worse. The water heater appears to be working, neither the basement nor the kitchen is flooded, I can still shower and flush the toilet. But it's one more thing on the "can't somebody please wave a magic wand and make this problem go away?" list, one more thing I don't know how to fix and don't have money to pay sombody else to fix. One more thing to ask Mom whether she can afford to help me with. (And this shortly after discovering a bill I'd forgotten about which means that I couldn't really afford as many groceries as I'd bought recently after all, and need to ask for help with utilities again so soon after getting a Christmas check from Mom. Ugh. So much for my plan to stock up on heavy things while I've got access to a car.)

Whine whine whine. Grumpy and feeling more than a little bit lost here, which is kind of a recipe for me-whining. Feh.

I'm going to have to remember to wash my hands at the tub for now, since really cold water on my hands hurts.