All evidence to the contrary, I have not abandoned my blog. If you’ve followed me for any length of time, then it will come as no surprise to you when I say that I tend to obsess over one thing at a time, often to the point of no return. And so it is now: I am involved in a project that requires MUCH obsessing. A project that has been simmering in the back of my mind for, oh, the past fourteen years. It’s time to build a house, folks. Bear with me.
While I will try not to bore you with the details of the home on this blog, the fun and the stress and the excitement and the stress and the decisions and the oh-my-dear-God-STRESS will invariably creep into my conversations here, so be forewarned. Did I mention the stress? If you are interested in more details of the crazy in my head, I am chronicling the whole process on another site. Please understand that you will not be impressed by anything I am doing in the building process. I am only journaling the experience so that when the house is complete and I’m all jacked up on caffeine, whiskey or worse, I can read through it all again and be moderately proud of the fact that I survived. That’s the plan, anyway. Wish me luck.
On a much more Purpose-Driven-Mom note, I watched Tapped over the holidays on Netflix. Equally educational as Food, Inc., Tapped is a documentary about the bottled water industry. Oh my. I will never drink bottled water again.
Yes, I know. I used the N-word. Every time I say I will “never” do something, it invariably presents itself inside of a necessity and I do it anyway. So, if we someday have some humongo natural disaster whereby all of our public water systems are rendered useless, you may, in fact, see me tip a bottle of Ozarka to my lips. Cut me some slack and I’ll share it with you, ‘k?
The fact is that you and I both need to understand that a bottle of “pure spring” water is merely someone else’s tap water, packaged up with a cute label so that a billion dollar corporation can charge you 100 times the cost of something to which all life has a basic right anyway.
Watch Tapped. Be informed. Buy a BPA-free reusable water bottle and drink from the tap. Let’s ask for buyback programs to help the recycling of the toxic plastic bottles, so that the companies producing and profiting from the manufacture of these bottles bear the cost of recycling them, rather than placing the responsibility on city governments who have other things to spend taxpayer dollars on… things like safe roads and clean parks. Just a thought.
So for 2012, it’s back to the basics for me. I’m drinking more water. I’m using less plastic. I’m trying to better my stewardship of the earth and its resources, even if I can only focus on one small thing at a time, like a bottle of water.
Between the house and the bottled water, I’m thinking eliminating the bottles will be a breeze.