Jan. 13: Clean drinking water. I’ve been fighting some serious congestion for weeks now. Everyone says, “Drink lots and lots of water!”. As I sit here staring at this glass of water that I know I need to drink, but don’t feel like drinking, I’m thinking about the millions of people in the world who don’t have access to clean drinking water. I am truly thankful to be able to go to the refrigerator and get a glass of water.
After learning that my candidate for our local Board of Commissioners lost, I went to court to represent a woman who is seriously strung out on heroin. As she sat talking to me, she was peeling the skin off of her fingers. She was wearing flip-flops and her toes looked she spent a lot of time peeling her skin there too. She didn’t want to go to jail and blamed me and everyone else in the courtroom when she was sentenced. Heroin is an awful, awful drug.
The sky opened up several times today, soaking me every time, even though I had an umbrella.
When I left court, I split the seat of my pants while getting into the car. Damn that prednisone weight!
The bright spot in my day; Walmart rolled back the price on their spring water. It’s normally 88 cents per gallon, but today it was 58 cents.
I bought eight gallons. (The eighth is in the fridge.)
Last night, I turned on the shower and just as the water started feeling good, the water stopped flowing. The water would come out of the faucet, but not through the showerhead. Instead of getting upset and stressed out the way I normally would have, I said a quick thank you for running hot water and I filled the tub and took a bath instead of a shower.
A little later, I texted a friend and asked him to come over with a wrench. He showed up, but without a wrench. He was already out and about when I texted him and didn’t go home before he stopped by. I explained to him what the problem was and what I knew the solution to be.
He said, “You don’t have any kind of tools for this?”.
“Yeah, I’ve got tools, but I don’t think I have what I need for this job.”
I retrieved the set of pliers I had, gave them to him, and watched him as he did exactly what I knew needed to be done. He fixed my shower for me but what I learned in the process was that I had everything I needed to do the job myself.
I’m thankful that my friend came to my aid, but I’m even more thankful that I was reminded that I already have the tools I need to take care of myself.