Shhhhcuckshhhh! That’s the sound when a faucet turns on and no water comes out.
The good news was our well had water, the bad news was the pump that brings that delicious material to us had to be replaced. The pump died Monday morning, and Terry and I managed quite well, only occasionally turning on an impotent faucet or flushing a dehydrated toilet. The pump people came Monday afternoon and gave us the report. We'd have no water until Wednesday.
I managed to cook dinner Monday night using two eight oz. bottles of Aquafina. Moving around my kitchen in bot mode, I realized I waste a lot of water while I’m cooking. I probably rinse my hands 30 times during meal prep. With a Walmart bag over the kitchen faucet to intercept my habit of turning it on, I put a washcloth soaked with water on the counter by the sink, along with a finger bowl for all finger rinsing. It worked great throughout my food prep and I’m going to do that from now on to conserve water.
Keep reading this because I have a gift for you at the end.