Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Freezing To Death In A Hot Tub

I don't know what you do when you have no school and only work two hours a day, but I freeze to death in hot tubs. It's the second time that it's happened, in fact. It looks and feels like a beautiful day. I need money. My grandmother needs her hot tub cleaned. I need my grandmother's hot tub cleaned, as I spend plenty of time in it. So. I agree to clean her hot tub. Unfortunately it has decided to rain. Yes, of course, rain. Which isn't too bad. I'm already wet from sloshing around in the almost-but-not-quite empty hot tub and from spraying filters with a very energetic hose, so no big deal. It's just sprinkling. BUT THEN. As I am working on the nitty gritty parts of hot tub cleaning, it begins to really rain. Not just the sprinkling or the "Oh look, rain!" kind of rain, but like, "I AM RAINING ON YOU!" kind of rain. So I was quickly becoming drenched, and there was no sun. So I was starting to get a little cold (plus, if you know me, I tend to be cold anyway). But why stop for rain when the entire point of what I was doing was so water involved, and I was already wet? So I didn't. So my back was completely drenched. My pants were soaking. I was wet through and through. And this, was incredibly difficult to rectify. I ended up inside shortly after this, discussing taxonomy with my grandfather. Then food and such in the kitchen. They have a large house. It is not a terribly warm, large house, and so the tendency toward coolness combined with the wet of my clothing was not a good combination. In the end, my wet clothes made it very hard to get warm. Hours after the rain soaking I was still wet and still shivering. My hands and feet felt like those of a corpse. I tried laying in the sun. I tried being inside. I tried moving. Nope. Still freezing. So then I sat in my car, which was blessedly warm. But I still I did not achieve warmth. So on round two of hot tub cleaning (after I had spent some time in my car), I was again freezing to death (shivering, I tell you! In the middle of May, in the sunshine!), as I sat in the hot tub. It is what would be called, ironic.

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