Oh 40 degrees, please come tomorrow. Melt enough snow that we can fill our cistern, and get my car out of the ditch. Release us from this choke hold that we are finding ourselves in at the end of winter.
I knew this part of winter was coming. I wrote about it here, back at the end of August, just when it felt like the pendulum was swinging towards cooler temps. I new the feeling of isolation would set it, and that I needed to prepare for that. Currently, we don't really do much socializing. Just getting to and fro our various jobs and such is a monumental task, that choosing to do anything else is exhausting.
I feel like I talk about water a lot. It's a big deal around here. We don't have a well, just a cistern that has to be refilled when it drains. It's a pretty big cistern,(gallons?)so when it's full, if we are very conservative with water usage, it lasts a few months. During the Spring and Summer and Fall we (I mean Andy) drive our water truck down to Parks and Rec, and fill it up with nice city water. Also anytime it rains, we hook up our rain barrel to the catchment system to catch as much rain water as we can. So, we are conservative during these months, but we don't sweat it too hard, because if we run out of water, we can always get more.
However, once the first snowfall happens, the truck stops making trips to Parks and Rec. Our road is dicey at best for our suburu, let alone the Apache water truck. So, round about November, we fill our cistern to the brim, and then treat each and every drop of water as if it is our last. Because we may not be able to refill that sucker for six months! Who knows?
We are really super low on water now, and for awhile have been scooping fresh untainted snow from the ground, boiling it, and using it for dishwater, and even bathing. We don't drink it. We fill up 2 gallon plastic jugs at the bakery Andy works at for drinking water. Needless to say this take a significant amount of time.
So, some warmer weather will be welcomed with wide open arms, needless to say. March