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Water

This morning I got back with the dog from running errands and went to water the plant, yes you heard it right, plant singular and there was no water. I called downstairs to see if it was a major issue and also called our water billing service and got no answer there either.

Finally I went downstairs and checked the guest restroom off the lobby. They had water so I used the facilities, waited 20 minutes in vain to talk with someone and came back upstairs to check again. Water!

Four years ago in Hurricane Ike our power came back on within 3-4 hours, probably because we were on City Hall’s grid and they needed to deal with the disaster. Others didn’t have power for at least a week or more.

But we had no water for a solid week AND had to fly out so sit at hospice as my mother was dying. There was no food, no refrigeration, no water. We had a hurricane kit, a stealth grill and refrigeration, but in order to flush the toilet my husband had to use a six-gallon container (53 lbs. each trip) down to the pool.

There was no bottled, potable water or food at any store. I think many ate tostitos and chips and maybe if they were lucky, bean dip all week.

Power is one thing, water is essential. And FEMA just made things worse, having staging areas in poor neighborhoods where people didn’t own a car, then telling them they couldn’t walk in for their snacks and two gallons of water. They actually made a natural disaster worse. See my posts on that!

It’s good to have water again. No the bill is not late. It’s due on the 1st and I’m paying online. Don’t use stamps anymore (oh, no Uncle Sam is going to tell me I’m single-handedly ruining the US Postal Service by emailing and paying our bills online!) Dee

p.s. With Hurricane Ike, my husband and dog went to sleep as the winds were picking up at 9:00 p.m. and they both slept soundly for ten hours. Once I thought we might be safe I ventured out to my computer by the windows and blogged it! Out of 150 lofts in our building only one was undamaged – ours. Someone was watching over me that night. d