My personal hero. Grandma lived most of her life without an indoor bathroom. When I was growing up she still did her laundry outside in a wringer washer. Baths were on Saturday nights in a #10 tub in the kitchen. Baths were taken oldest to youngest. My mom was the second to the youngest child, the water was pretty dirty by the time it got to her. I can't even imagine not having a shower everyday. I can't imagine even trying to dig my own septic tank in my 60's. I couldn't do it now. I would make a lousy pioneer.
Even with the kitchen torn up, Jordan and Jerr aren't about to miss
The temporary kitchen. Microwave and toaster, paper and plastic, what else do you need.
Tomorrow begins the big cabinet install. Jerr and a friend from work, finished the demolition on Saturday. It went pretty easy. A good nieghbor came over and moved the phone jack over a few inches. Were kind of camping as you can see in the pictures. The cabinets came on Thursday and are piled up on the carport. We have such wonderful friends and nieghbors. Another nieghbor is going to help with the plumbling next week I haven't mentioned that we also are replacing the cabinet and sink in the main bath. Going downstairs to brush my teeth is just a little inconvience.
One of the things we've noticed is how much we take for granted. I've turned the corner to grab a cup, or throw something in the sink a hundred times in the last few days. Having clean running water available within a few steps is just our way of life. Yet all over the world people have to haul their water from a community well or tap, or even the dirty river or water hole. We are trully blessed to have the luxuries we just take for granted, like indoor plumbing.
I remember as a little girl, going to stay with my grandmother Earl in Virgin, Utah. She didn't have an indoor toilet until the late 60's. I hated the out house. It was smelly and I just knew there were monsters, who would grab my butt and pull me into the hole. Going out in the dark to use the outhouse just wasn't my idea of fun. One Summer I can remember going to visit my Grandma, and finding her down in a hole, digging her own septic tank. My dad and My Uncle Boyd Glover said "Minerva, get out of that hole, what do you think your doing?" After that we had an indoor toilet when we went to see her and a bathtub with running water. I kind of missed having our baths in the metal tub in the kitchen.
5 comments:
Wow mom, I think I would go crazy. Just think it will be done sooner than you thought. No, I am not commenting from my computer I am using Emily's. I can't wait to get a different computer and can view your blog on my own
What classic pictures!! I love the one of Jerr and Jordan. So funny! It is true that we take a lot for granted, I can't imagine not having a toilet or running water... I would make a lousy pioneer as well....
Dear Kimmy, I hope you get a new computer soon. Love, Mom
Dear Katie, Speaking of pictures, did you ever get a shot of that baby??? Our grandmas couldn't even imagine knowing the sex of their babies before they were born. Have you heard the one where you spit in a cup of drano and if it fizzes your having a boy. Love Ya, Aunt Norma
I'm going to have to try that!! I'm dying to find out though... with our move to Albuquerque and all, I don't think I can handle too many surprises...hopefully we can go in to the 3D place next week. I'll keep you posted!
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