High and Dry

An alarming thing happened to us this morning.   I had just gotten out of bed, squeezed toothpaste onto my toothbrush and started to brush my teeth.    I turned the bathroom tap on and …..  NO WATER ! ?  

 As you may know we are breaking environmental records because of our lack of rain.   Things are incredibly dry.    Point Petre, which is just a few county roads over  is said to be the driest point in Canada, this year.   Ummmm… OH NO!!!!!   Could it be that our well had gone dry.   My first thoughts were that this couldn’t be; at least not until I had showered and done the laundry.   I had no clean bras and all my good socks were dirty.   I spit the toothpaste out of my mouth.   It lay in the sink.  I couldn’t wash it away.

Downstairs the dog’s water bowl lay empty.  I filled it with ice cubes and a little left over water sitting in the kettle.  No coffee for us this morning.   Warren was in the basement banging around.  I was without direction.  Everything I wanted to do required water.

  • I really wanted to wash my face and finish brushing my teeth.
  • I badly needed a shower.  There was a heat wave on, after all.
  • I had gotten up early to water my garden and new grass
  • I desperately needed to do laundry and get a clean bra and good socks before I went outside.  I couldn’t walk the dog without a bra
  • Help.. coffee

Think about it.  How long could you manage without water?   What if the drought extended beyond your house and included your whole neighbourhood or city.  I grew up in Toronto which is located on the shores of Lake Ontario.  We always had municipal water.  We always could water our lawns and wash our cars whenever we wanted.

I was envisioning a future life of desert survival.  Have you ever seen ” Mad Max Beyond Thuderdome”?  

   Dr. Dealgood: [giving instructions to Mad Max and Blaster prior to their battle] Thunderdome’s simple. Get to the weapons, use them any way you can. I know you won’t break the rules, because there aren’t any. 



Anyway,  I am definitely drawing this out of proportion.  Warren checked in the basement.  It was some sort of electrical switch problem and it was fixed shortly after 9 a.m.   My hero again!   Life is back to normal.  The washing machine is chugging away as I sip my morning coffee.

It does make you think though… and appreciate what we take for granted every day.

About westlakemusings

In 2013 my husband and I retired. We bought an old pre-confederation house out in the country. This blog is about our new world in the country as we explore all of life's possibilities.
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2 Responses to High and Dry

  1. Donna & John says:

    Glad to hear everything turned out okay, what would we do without our “hero’s” and we do depend on our coffee to get out day started.

  2. My wonderful guy can fix anything

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