serafaery

Also I would like to just remark on the absolute wonder it is that I can hop on my bike after work, bike up to my local coop, buy all kinds of beautiful foods including the most shiny jewel-like purple potatoes, bike home with them in my basket, unload, press a button on the oven to make it hot, chop the potatoes, drizzle olive oil that I bought in a bottle onto the potatoes, roast them for half an hour, and have the most glorious hot food to eat. that easily.

We had our hot water turned off for 3 hours this morning and the unpleasantness I felt washing dishes in ice water did not go unnoticed or unappreciated. Until very, very recently, this was the only way to wash anything. My hands ached. I wanted to stop. But probably, if there were never hot water again, I would get used to it. We have it so. fucking. great. It's ridiculous. I want to remember. I need to remember.