the oil truck driver is my new bff

So I've been sitting here all day feeling totally unmotivated. You know, like when you just can't get anything done? I woke up with every intention of washing up last night's dishes, going to the gym, washing my hair, responding to the 101 emails that I receive everyday and possibly even starting to write this book that's due on May 1st. And despite all my good intentions, the only thing I seem to be able to do is curl up in a ball on my couch and talk on the phone.
Now I admit, there are days that I suffer from delusions of grandeur where I convince myself that I am a skinny wealthy housewife who can spend all day eating Hostess Chocolate Cupcakes and watching Maury instead of being productive. But today wasn't that day.
Turns out that today, I actually have a a legit reason for my slacker behavior- I AM FREEZING. It's 36 degrees and I have no heat or hot water. What in the world? Of course I don't want to type, my fingers are numb. Of course I can't wash up the dishes or even bathe, I aint got no hot water. Basically, I'm paying over a 1K a month to be cold, stinky and unproductive. Good grief. And jsut when I was making plans to start sleeping on the kitchen floor in front of my oven doorwith the dog, the oil truck showed up. Seriously? At 5p? Don't they know I live among Dominicans and we can't last two secs without heat let alone all day!!! If this keeps up, I may have to go get a job.