Water, water everywhere
I have a water 'fetish'. Part of it is that my sinuses are so drippy, and water helps keep the cough-inducing back of the throat tickle tamed. But I've always loved drinking water. I average probably a gallon a day, if you include filtered water for ice cubes and coffee and tea.
Pre-"divorce" we had bottled water, and I always had it at my office, too. Money being what it was, I went to an 18-cup PUR filter water dispenser. It fit in the fridge at the incompetent landlord's, but was too tall for the fridge shelf here. So it's been sitting next to the faucet of the sink. I didn't even need to lift it to fill it (the faucet's one of those handy-dandy pull out deals, plus, a gallon seems to be just at the limit my hands can - handle). And while I like my water really cold, filtered ice cubes did the trick.
The cats had never shown the slightest interest in it. (You know what's coming next, don't you?)
Night before last, CRASH! At least it was just water. The dispenser landed in the sink, but much of the water landed elsewhere - walls, floors, counter . . . Cursing fe-lions forever, I mopped and cleaned. When I went to reassemble the dispenser, though, new 'spare' parts were in sad evidence.
Hmm. By yesterday afternoon it was clear that the dispenser had been compromised, leaking from both the bottom and the dispenser toggle. (And Amazon tells me I've had it just under a year and a half! Boo!) After dinner with my dad and his wife, my sister and I stopped by Wal-Mart (GAAH!) and I picked up a 7 cup Pur pitcher. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be keeping up with me, although it does fit in my fridge AND - bonus! I can lift it.
Now I get to decide whether to spend another $32 on a new dispenser, and run the risk that it will, like the prior one, somehow offend the cats who own me, or limp along with this little pitcher.
Pre-"divorce" we had bottled water, and I always had it at my office, too. Money being what it was, I went to an 18-cup PUR filter water dispenser. It fit in the fridge at the incompetent landlord's, but was too tall for the fridge shelf here. So it's been sitting next to the faucet of the sink. I didn't even need to lift it to fill it (the faucet's one of those handy-dandy pull out deals, plus, a gallon seems to be just at the limit my hands can - handle). And while I like my water really cold, filtered ice cubes did the trick.
The cats had never shown the slightest interest in it. (You know what's coming next, don't you?)
Night before last, CRASH! At least it was just water. The dispenser landed in the sink, but much of the water landed elsewhere - walls, floors, counter . . . Cursing fe-lions forever, I mopped and cleaned. When I went to reassemble the dispenser, though, new 'spare' parts were in sad evidence.
Hmm. By yesterday afternoon it was clear that the dispenser had been compromised, leaking from both the bottom and the dispenser toggle. (And Amazon tells me I've had it just under a year and a half! Boo!) After dinner with my dad and his wife, my sister and I stopped by Wal-Mart (GAAH!) and I picked up a 7 cup Pur pitcher. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be keeping up with me, although it does fit in my fridge AND - bonus! I can lift it.
Now I get to decide whether to spend another $32 on a new dispenser, and run the risk that it will, like the prior one, somehow offend the cats who own me, or limp along with this little pitcher.