Chris and I usually fight over who has to do dishes. Just last week I told him that 99% of my life revolves around washing his mustard and peanut butter crusted plates. I'm dramatic; I know. Seriously though, washing dishes seemed tedious and neverending. 🍽
Sunday night it dropped to -16° with the windchill. While we took all the steps we could think of to protect the pipes in our little #tinyhouse
, they still ended up freezing. Until about an hour ago we had been without running water. That means no flushing the toilet, no showers, no refilling the Brita, no washing your hands, no cleaning your dishes and no washing your clothes.
I couldn't tell you how many times I turned to the sink to wash my hands, but couldn't. Every single time reminded me how ridiculously blessed we are on a daily basis, eventhough we often fail to realize it. I do my best to live intentionally. I try to not rely on bad things happening to help me appreciate what's in front of me or to prompt me to reach out to others, but sometimes moments like these really give you a swift kick in the butt and shift your perspective. 🤯
According to the WHO 2.1 billion people lack access to safe, readily available water at home. Next time I even think about complaining about laundry, dishes or anything else, I'll do my best to remember this day. I don't want to take one second of this life for granted. I'd much rather spend my time here helping others rather than complaining about my problems. 🌎
Take a moment to appreciate every single good thing in your life no matter how mundane it may seem. Even when things seem to be spiraling downhill, you still have SO many things to be thankful for.