It started tasting a bit funny, so I washed it. Now it tastes like soap.
I finally worked up the motivation and stopped putting it off. I was sick of drinking water that tasted like a pond. So I grabbed a sponge, filled up the sink, and cleaned my bottle.
Things did not go to plan.
The pond taste is gone, but now every time I take a sip it’s like I’m sculling Morning Fresh. I honestly miss the old flavour. I’m considering sticking some tadpoles in there to get it back.
Maybe I deserve it. After all it’s not like I’m saving the environment or anything. OH WAIT – that’s exactly what I’m doing. By re-using my water bottle I’m saving literally billions of turtles from choking on plastic. The thanks I get for being a friend of the sea? A mouthful of detergent.
I really don’t know what to do. I can’t afford to buy a new bottle every time it gets a little cloudy. I don’t got that Mount Franklin money.
I guess this is just what happens when you try to be financially and environmentally responsible. I either have to embrace the pond, or get used to cleaning my mouth out every time I want to hydrate.
Life can be really tough sometimes.