............just like the one I had last week. Okay, it hasn't really been a whole week. Three days, though. The cold water pipes froze. The ones that travel through the ceiling to our bathroom. We have hot water. Scalding hot water. Trying to count my blessings.
I still have cold water in the kitchen and I can brush my teeth. I have a bucket and I can flush the toilet ........... with hot water. The flushing with hot water makes the toilet warm and cozy. I don't need to go anywhere, so I won't offend anyone with my lack of hygiene.
Got me thinking. How often did they bathe and launder their clothing when they had to haul water in from a well. Would I even brush my teeth if I had to bring in a bucket of snow and melt it over a wood stove? I would no doubt treasure that bit of water that I worked so hard to get. Is this great progress? It is progress that water is delivered right to us, but it has made us wasteful. We all take this luxury for granted until we are denied it. I consider myself to be aware of waste. I try to be conservative with my water usage. I have a rain barrel and I try to think of ways to reuse water from "gray" (not sewer) sources. But, I must confess that one of my guilty pleasures is a very long, very hot shower. You can believe that when the cold water returns I will be in there until my skin puckers!!!!!!