We’ve now had a water meter at our house at 100 Prince Street for more than two years.
We started monitoring our daily water usage, as part of the Social Consumption Project, in late October 2014; in the quarter previous to that our daily usage was 417.58 litres, which was up almost 100 litres per day from when the meter was installed in late 2013.
Almost every quarter since that our consumption has decreased; in the most recent quarter it was 272.53 litres per day, down 35% from where we started in the fall of 2014:
On a chart our daily consumption from the winter of 2014 to the fall of 2015 looks like this:
I think we can attribute at least some of the 35% decrease to the fact that we were monitoring our usage daily: not necessarily because we were carefully monitoring every drop, but because it made us pay more peripheral attention to our consumption, and more likely to not run the tap when brushing our teeth, to use the rain barrel to water the garden, to have showers instead of baths.
My next step is to talk to our Social Consumption Project fellow households and see what their experiences have been.
If you want to follow along, here’s a web app that shows our daily consumption of water and electricity, along with our partner households, in real time.
I don’t spend a lot of time at Starbucks, for all the reasons you might imagine.
But sometimes it’s unavoidable — airports, desolate suburbia, need for anonymity — and something I’ve found that makes it slightly more bearable is the secret keyword for here.
If you place a Starbucks order for here then your coffee will be served to you in a real china mug and your food (such at it is) on a real plate.
Just beware that when you do this you’re triggering an exception, and there may be small ruptures in the coffee service while dusty cupboards are opened to locate the for here mugs.
I moved to Canada in 2005 in order to more frequently go out to dinner with Laura. At the time she was my Canadian Girlfriend, which of course means imaginary girlfriend. We got married in 2006, at which point I became imaginary too.
I am also an American living in Canada (albeit for somewhat longer) who, for the longest time, lived around and about Hamilton (I remember the day that the new Hamilton Public Library was officially opened by Prince Philip).
I have also been blogging since 1999.
I believe this may mean that I too am imaginary.
We arrived at the Charlottetown Farmers’ Market this morning to find the smoked salmon booth and the cheese booth had swapped places.At the same time, the price of a smoked salmon bagel has risen to $8.00, meaning that I no longer have enough change from $20.00 to buy a coffee for me and a smoothie for Oliver.
It’s really all rather disconcerting.