I guess I can start again from here.
On Thursday the government defaults and Barb & I celebrate our 5th Anniversary as Officially Married Spouses. Five years already!
I was rather sad that Malala didn't win the Nobel Prize, but her not winning was just as gracious and marvelous as everything else she's faced and done has been, so maybe someday Stockholm will wise up. She rocks.
When we had our house remodeled, we had a tankless water heater put in. A few months ago, I needed to increase the temperature so that the wax in the dishwasher cleaner stuff would melt -- but the remote control which handled the temperature on the tankless water heater was no longer working. I took it off the wall, assuming it needed batteries. But there was no place to insert batteries, and it looked like it was a computer board. I took it to Home Depot, and they told me I'd need a new one. They were expensive, so I put it off a while, and finally was able to get a new one from the website. When it arrived, I read the installation instructions, which included wiring it to the wall. Huh? There are no wires, nothing attaching this thing to the heater -- just the rack on the wall -- no wires at all. We assumed "remote" control meant it was, well, REMOTE (it apparently only means it's not actually a part of the heater itself remote). So I wrote a long explanation, much like this one, to the Paloma Water Heater website, only to get every comment I send there returned as a mailer-daemon. !@#$#@! WHAT. THE. FUCK. Some of what I could find online indicates "talk to your contractor," but this is impossible, as our original contractors no longer appear to be in business (we looked).
Fortunately, the water heater works just fine -- we just can't adjust the temperature at all, and so I had to clean the dishwasher the hard way (ick).
And I dropped 100 bucks on a thing I have NO idea how to operate.
I have to come up with something for my heroine to be running from. I've toyed with all the usual cliches -- running from family, police, spies, arranged marriage -- I'm just not sure what to go with. I want some adventure, but every time I think of something, it just seems wrong in my head. Who is she? What is she on the run from? The hero picks her up on a highway in Nebraska...