Jeremy gave himself quite a deep cut while chopping tomatoes for dinner in an overtired state. Keeping a bandaid on the cut is a little challenging, and I am irrationally worried about having to take an injury to the BHU (basic health unit). Note the laundry festooned across the kitchen: my travel laundry lines are coming in handy.
Meanwhile, Zoë points out that we are drinking wish-fulfilling nectar. I agree that it fulfills a wish for less-muddy drinking water. The trick is to match our wishes to what the wish-fulfilling nectar can grant.