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      <title>No Better Life Than This One: Choosing Joy</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2010 22:21:39 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Today sucked royally. I started the day saddled with the dread of a project (replacing the hot water heater) that I just knew was going to go badly. This project was going to go badly because:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I couldn&amp;rsquo;t get to all of the fittings to measure what size they were and therefore didn&amp;rsquo;t know for sure what to buy to replace them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The old water heater may have or may not have fit out through the available hole… Oh no. It didn&amp;rsquo;t.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The beginning of the project involved cutting the safety net (all of the hoses, strapping, and electrical) thereby completely committing me to raving success or miserable failure.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The space that I had to work in was miserably small, virtually guarantying several minor concussions, gashes, and bruises (check, check, and check)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The very best that I had hoped for was to get enough done that I could safely turn on the pressure water in the evening (cold only) to do the dishes from the margaritas.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;So after a grumpy breakfast, and a grumpy trip to the chandlery and the hardware store, I grumpily made by way back down the dock with not quite enough parts to complete the project, and a pretty bad attitude. I was short tempered all morning, and when I finally remeasured the &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; hot water heater and found that it was something like 10&amp;quot; too tall for the space it was going into, I was pretty certain that I was going to go stratospheric. When I then remeasured the old heater and found that there was no possible way to get it out without removing the countertop, I thought I would cry.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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