Cold Showers

Jumped into the shower this morning at 6:30. Turned on the water. Ice cold. I mean really ice cold. My toes got numb and my kneecaps began to jitter but I was brave. I turned up the faucet and waited. And waited. No use waiting. Might as well grit teeth, pull up the shower lever and step into it. Pretend you are camping, I tell myself. Why do I do this? Because I suffer from bed head. Bed head so bad that this morning JJ took one look at me and ran to hide behind the sofa.

Okay, so now I was awake. My fingers thawed out about noon. I processed a few more words. Nanowrimo count is now 43,538 words! 6 days left. Think I'm gonna make it.