I got a text from Lindsey today: “Water is out and kids are not sleeping.”
The kids not sleeping I expect, but the water is out? Seriously? This just happened a month ago.
I got home at 5 only to find the water was STILL off. Can you believe it?
I was frustrated. I don’t know if you know how much of life requires water, but it’s a lot.
–> Cooking. Using the toilette. Filling the Brita pitcher. Washing clothes. Washing dishes…H2O.
I was home for one hour without it, and my sense of entitlement could probably have been picked up by Google Earth.
780 million people lack access to clean water every day. Every hour. Every minute.
3.4 million die each year from a water related disease. Of those people, a jumbo jet full of children die every four hours. That’s one child every 21 seconds closing his or her little eyes.
But hey, I couldn’t go to the bathroom.
It took the water being off to get me out of my entitled, rights oriented, American self-consumed self.
But I think I’m getting it back. The water is on again, after all.