On day 56 this little badass encoutered a lesson – don’t take simple shit for granted.

Here’s the thing – although I’d like to say I appreciate everything- like my house, husband, broken fertility bits… I do, unfortunately, take a lot of things for granted.

One of these things is water.

wait a second, usually H20 comes out when I turn the knob

You don’t realize how much you use water until it isn’t available.

Brushing my teeth, washing my hands, flushing turds down the toilet… all of these daily tasks require water.

This is why my world turned upside down when I arrived home from Tallahassee on Monday night and realized there was no running water in my little house.

Now, I’m not sure about the construction in YOUR home – but here in Hampstead our breaker that “trips” is located UNDERNEATH THE MIDDLE OF OUR HOUSE.

When our water stops running (usually after a hard rain) we (Nate) go under the house to reset the breaker switchy thingy… and oila! we have running water again.

Inside the wooden door - open and enter scary crawl space

Well, my oila! man isn’t here.

In my pre-badass days, I’d bitch about it and then probably call a neighbor to reset the breaker… since low-crawling in a dark space among spiders and snakes is not really my thang.

But, I sucked it up.

My Nate-sized spider and snake fighting suit

I put on a mechanical suit. And flipped the damn switch myself.

I swear I heard Trooper and Phizz say, "oh, heeeellll no, mama" when I asked them to go in with me.

Proof I reset it myself

Done!