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I‘ve been living without the world wide web at my house for almost two months now and I’m pretty well adjusted at this point. I miss the random Netflix documentaries on the inventor of the zipper, Buzzfeed– Brangelina?!? really– and Pandora. Ugh…free, unlimited music — but overall I’m okay.
Internet, as it turns out, is not a priority. You know what is a priority? Hot water.
You see, my humble provincial life gave me another kick in the ass this week when my propane powered hot water heater died late on a Friday night, and with no repairmen available to come fix it until Monday morning.
My husband, my daughter, and I were stuck taking cold showers all weekend. Throw in the fact that I compete in polo and get really…ummm… horse smelling on Saturdays, and you can imagine how barbaric this scenario was.
Finally, Monday morning rolled around and we had hot water again. I bathed four times on Monday, just for the hell of it, because…
Hot water is important.
Internet is not important.
These are the things I now know to be true.
Afterwards, I randomly started asking friends and family their absolute must-haves in life. My mom predictably said happy, healthy daughters. Mom, stop. You already won my Mother of the Year Award.
My friend, a mother of two boys under the age of 5, said, “COFFEE!” Her eyes were wild when she said it and I’m pretty sure I caught her stroking her Keurig like a beloved pet later that afternoon.
My daughter said robots. We have a Roomba, the only member of the family that cleans the house, so maybe that is a not so subtle hint.