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Sunday, January 24, 2010

In the end, I suspect it was much ado about not much, but for two days I was advised not to use the running water in my house. Coincidentally, for two days I was a miserable shadow of my usual sunny self. As it turned out, I doubt that the sewage leak affected my well at all, because I think it flowed in the opposite direction, but the word came down not to use the contaminated water, so I didn’t.

They gave me 48 hours, and I took it all and another half day, so I think I was safe when I took my first shower in two days yesterday morning. No matter what, I wasn’t going to wait another day anyway. Two days was just about the limit of my tolerance for greasy hair and clammy skin. I would have had to impose on the hospitality of family and friends if I hadn’t made up my mind that the warnings were overblown.

When there was no follow-up article in the local paper, I gave up trying to get information and made up my own all-clear signal. The original news story said they had the sewage line repaired and the cleanup done by Wednesday night. I don’t know if I believe that, but I still don’t think my water ever got any of the nasty stuff that had been released.

It was an unpleasant interlude in a wild, wet January. It’s hard to do much without running water, even if you’re well stocked with bottled water. I never drink the tap water here anyway, but even boiling it, Survivor-style, didn’t make washing dishes (or washing my hands, for that matter) easier. You have to have clean water to rinse off the soap, and it’s hard to keep the containers clean when your dishes (or hands) are soapy. I’m sure there’s a time-tested work-around for this kind of thing, but after two days I gave up trying to find one.




22 January 2010



So far, so good. I haven’t grown a third eye, and my hair hasn’t turned green, so I’m pretty sure my decision to go for it and take a shower in the water from my well won’t have any negative effects. There was a phone tree inside the city limits to give people thumbs-up or thumbs-down on the water, but I live outside the city, where all the information is person-to-person and a bit tentative. It was my landlord who came by to tell me not to use the water. Since he’s on the same well, I took heed, but enough was enough. Seriously.




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