Out with the Bath Water

As I bottle up the dirty bath water into empty milk jugs, I reflect upon the sacrifices we make for our spouse’s career.

I am 32 years old, bottling up bath water in order to water my vegetable garden. Living on the east side of the Intercoastal Waterway “ie the Ditch” water is like liquid gold. If you water outside on a day other than the two days of the week your house number is assigned, they’ll haul you off to jail!

But, it’s not like we can even afford to water on the two given days. I’ve never seen a water bill like the one we received our first month here. We have become quite the conservationalists! Only flush on number twos, wet the tooth brush then turn off the water. Bath water for the garden (I hope the tomatoes don’t taste like stinky feet!)

Only 2.5 years left until I can flush at will!