Strange, I thought the great drought of 2011 would strike the Southwestern US during the hottest months, not the coldest.
We’re on the edge of that arctic air mass that drifted down from Canada and is flash-freezing the midwestern US, and last night our temperatures went down into the teens (Fahrenheit teens, that is, for my metric readers). So when I got up this morning to discover we had no water, I immediately assumed our pipes had frozen, even though all our outside pipes are wrapped with insulation, even though I could see no visible damage during a quick (brrr!) outside tour.
But then Donna learned from local news that it’s a Tucson water utility outage and that all of East Tucson is affected. Actually, it’s a relief, knowing we don’t have yet another thing wrong with our house! We have plenty of bottled water, so we were able to make coffee and brush our teeth, and that huge money pit in our back yard called a swimming pool? A source for toilet-flushing water!
But seriously, it’s now almost noon and we still have no water. If this goes on much longer, the freeways out of Tucson will be jammed with refugees.
Oh, great . . . they just announced a gas outage as well. That explains why our indoor temperature is down to 61 degrees. I’m wearing a cardigan sweater just like Jimmy Carter used to. What next? Electricity? Better wrap up this post while I still can!