Turns out that water is a lot more expensive than I’d been led to believe. Not the kind that comes from Fiji or Gwytheth Paltrow’s blog: the kind that comes from the kitchen sink. After the plumber replaced a valve – must be from the Chanel collection – the water filter team showed up – coincidentally – for my scheduled service (aka bringing a pre-filled tank – based on the cost, I believe it DID include a RT ticket for 2 to Fiji for said filling) – to install under the sink.
Five minutes later, bye bye money.
I am no longer going to give my family the stink eye for leaving half-filled bottled water by their night stands. Maybe they’re on to something.

