Day Two without Water after Texas Winter Storm

This sucks. I slept on the couch again last night and woke up with fuzzy-feeling teeth. There’s still no water. Last night we pooped M’s toilet and used melted snow to flush the toilet. M’s parents’ water is working as of this morning; they live in Westlake. It’s a beautiful, clear and sunny day today and God-willing our water will work soon.

It’s been six days since I left New York on this ill-fated trip. E returned to the house yesterday and made my life even more annoying. E is M’s other other roommate. . . I would describe her as loud, self-centered, but generally a good sort of person. Last night she agreed to play three games of The Simpson’s – themed Clue, so she gets a pass.

Last night I ordered a 6 AM flight to Charlotte, but this morning I couldn’t find an Uber to take me to ABIA. So I missed that flight. My flight from NC to Newark is still purchased for 8 PM tonight, but I probably won’t be there.

This is all happening at the end of Mercury Retrograde. I don’t take anything personally. It definitely (definitely) sucks, but I’m just hanging on for the ride and letting go of the outcome. The Universe is going through a vast re-ordering the I cannot comprehend; I’m just being tossed around in the ocean of life.

In the grand scheme of things, especially compared to life in Central Texas at the mid-nineteenth century, my life is positively luxurious. At least I don’t have to fear being brutally raped by the Comanches.

I am using this unprecedented time to fuel my novel. Remember the amazing book by Octavia Butler, The Parable of the Sower? The infrastructure failure reminds me of that plot line. The entire power grid almost collapsed, guys! In Parable of the Sower, neighborhoods and cul-de-sacs became small, armed forts. Luckily M has guns. We all have power, but we still don’t have water. Water is, needless to say, a basic necessity.

I know it’s not the end of the world. But the loss of dignity that some people will suffer, like taking a shit without flushing, is beyond what most Texans expect to suffer because of a cold front in the year 2021.

Is this climate change? Is this poor state planning and operation? Or is it just a perfect storm? Like many historical events, we will only know in hindsight. I expect we will get more details a week from now (if nothing of greater national magnitude overshadows this bleak weak for Texas.)


By justpearlythings

I am a writer, a lover, and a believer in the good things in life. I write about mental health and wellness, along with book reviews and fashion opinions. My blog caters to thoughtful, growth-minded women and men, and offers insights and personal challenges that provide a space for relevant, meaningful connection. The World Wide Web is vast, it contains multitudes, and so do we as people. I believe that through self-awareness and honesty, we create a more loving planet for everyone. Feel free to follow this page and share it with friends and family. Love, Pearl

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