Water bottles multiply and suddenly disappear. This is the pattern of water bottles in my life [and home]. One moment it feels like you can’t squeeze one more in the cabinet and then before you know it, you can’t find one to save your life. Pieces get lost, straws get funky and gaskets blow. For months, I put off purchasing a new bottle and trekked across the parking lot to Trader Joe’s almost daily for a bottle of water. I now carry my new bottle and all is right in the world.
Bailey recently started rock climbing and purchased a new Camelback to use at the tower. While she was looking in the store, I said are you sure because I am getting rid of the other one. She was on board and then informed me that her bottle was broken – no longer sealed completely. So, out it goes.