I'm compelled to tell you this because it's Thursday and I couldn't wait to "Share Something You Learned This Week" as part of the Writer's Workshop at Mama's Losin It.
Tuesday night, I Googled "sound of water running in bathroom sink but water's not turned on" and deduced that we had a broken pipe under the concrete slab foundation of our house. I learned when a water pipe is broken under your foundation, HOT water is surging below you and it warms the carpeted floor above it. Cool, huh?
Wednesday morning at 7:00 am, I called our plumber and they arrived in less than 2 hours. I learned if water is flooding under your foundation, it gurgles up through the seams in your driveway concrete. When the plumber stepped out of his van, he looked at the weeping driveway and said "Oh that's bad!" I replied "Shut up! You're not making me feel better right now!" With a simple twist of the valve, our tattooed rescuer stopped the spinning water meter ("Wow look at that thing go!"), I went to work and Hubs stayed behind to supervise.
By afternoon, the busted pipe was located and Hubs was told the repair would take one day. (insert my cynical smirk right here) On my way home from work, I bought 10 gallons of drinking water to tide us over. I got home, my sweet husband cooked dinner and by nightfall, we'd already used 2 gallons of the water. Then the rain started.
|How much rain can a poor Rose take..? via Flickr (license)|
Let me preface this news with the fact that everyone in Oklahoma is SO DAMN SICK OF RAIN THIS YEAR...we had over 20 inches in May alone! Tropical Storm Bill delivered even more rain last night but this time, we gratefully collected it for our toilet tanks. There was so much rain, we filled up the 2 empty gallon jugs and felt like very savvy doomsday preppers. I decided to wash my hair with it in the morning. Later on the phone, my grandgirl was super excited to tell me that Pocahontas washes her hair with rain water too.
This morning I had a bathing plan in place...we're talking space heater, rain water and heated drinking water from the stove. I had a lovely (if not slightly awkward) full-body, sponge bath sort of thing, including a hair shampoo! I used a little less than 4 gallons of water. Afterwards, just out of curiosity I read the USGS Water Science School website - formerly smug about my bath time ingenuity, suddenly I felt like I'd been punched in the gut.
|Hands in the water - Explored! via Flickr (license)|
Today I am humbled and more than a little bit ashamed of my unwittingly wasteful lifestyle. What I learned about water demands personal responsibility and conservation. Maybe reading this post will encourage you to join me and you can leave a comment below to take this pledge.
I love you, water. I'll never take you for granted again.
As I head home, I'm afraid to learn what the plumbing repair bill will be. My 4 gallon bath put things into perspective this morning. Instead of whining about our misfortune, I'm thanking the universe tonight that I have a home with clean water. It flows magically from 7 different places in and around my house. Hallelujah.
Love ya, mean it.