Friday, August 20, 2010

utilities: the unknown hero.

Dear Utilities,
I’ve never really thought about you much, has anyone? It’s nothing to flush a toilet or have a cold beverage. But I’ve learned to have a deep respect and adoration for my awesome utilities now.
It’s all because we called the day that we moved to get them. It takes days people, not hours, the utility company may say ‘oh I’ll turn on tomorrow’ but they mean ‘first thing in the morning’ the way my grandpa Jim said it, meaning it’ll happen when he’s good and ready. So Woman (with help from our mother)  and I moved to Saint George Utah in August, with no power, water, or gas. Who’s ready for a real life campout? Here are the facts:
I’ve been to Walmart more times in two days than I have in the past two years.
We’ve gone to Chevron, Walmart, Don Pedros, Target, Hearts, Saint George Public Library, Albertsons, Walkers, and Wendy’s to go to the bathroom (don’t fret, we went to some several times).
We purchased over 13 sodas at said places (therefore we had to go to another to use their bathrooms)
Ate 3 frosty’s
We had four people offer us fans to use, since we didn’t have AC (um, thanks, but you have to have POWER to run fans and if we had power we would just use the AC).
It takes GALLONS of water to flush a toilet one time.
We owe our neighbor three flushes.
It doesn’t get cooler at nighttime, so sleeping with the door open doesn’t really help. But we did. My mother said that Criminal Minds has ruined her and she kept imagining criminals coming to attack us.
My neighbor has a very loud wind chime.
 My banker likes to call me. He likes to drink RockStar’s.
Losing your DixieOne card is BAD news (I found it!).
Laying like a Star Fish aka a Sea Star on the floor does make you cooler.
Blow-up beds are against me. I deflate every single one I sleep in.
You must be a ‘qualified individual’ to light a pilot light.
I have a drawer full of headbands.
My shower curtain has whales on it (To my German, whale done!!).
I have a weed in my back yard that reminds me of home.
I have NO grass. Just rocks and bushes.
You can go to the public library to charge all that needs charging (and you can read a magazine while you do it).
It takes two and a half bottles of water to wash The Woman’s hair.
Chevron has amazing ice.
I almost hugged the power woman when she came to turn my power on today.
Shaun has speeding tickets in five states, ripped Toms, and interesting views on driving (he’s in ‘intuitive’ driver).
I haven’t been to Sonic one time yet.
Don Pedro’s has life changing salsa and bean dip.
My cell phone battery lasts longer than Woman’s.
I have no job.
Books are STINKING expensive.
I almost got a bunk bed today, but they sold it two minutes before.
I miss my German and Wendy Bird.
And my girls too. Hearing Jamison’s voicemail made me want to cry.
BUT, I LOVE IT HERE! But, my mom leaves tomorrow, so I’ll probably end up crying all over the place and get lost on Monday. I’ll get over it, because there’s too much fun to be had right where I am.
So, thank you for the lesson Utilities. Thanks for the laughs. And thanks for the memories. To all you readers be thankful for your utilities. Give them respect. They are awesome.
With love,
Megan Rose.

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