the newness of changing the water cooler is gone. i went this morning needing hot water for my oatmeal and it was out. instead of feeling empowered or proud, i felt irritated that i was the one having to hoist up the big bottle. i just wanted the water to be ready for me. isn't it amazing how quickly things change?
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Erica, I bet our pre-historic ancestors felt the same way. Excited the first time they figured out how to make fire, ticked the next morning that no one stoked it in the night. "Why am I always one the searching for flint?" they asked.
Well, however over it you are, you inspired me. And aside from a small splash on my little black shoe, I changed the water bottle with no extra hands! Today it's triumph; we'll see about tomorrow.
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