I am typing this to the sound of space heaters running throughout the house. Our furnace has decided to finally pack it in. Well, a very expensive part on the furnace decided to pack it in. We are going to replace the furnace. The only problem is that the guy we want to use to replace the furnace is out of town for three weeks. So, for the next three weeks, we will be using space heaters to heat areas of the house. Kind of like camping, without the bugs.
This happened on Thursday night, no biggie. Wait. We are getting a ridiculously could snap in April with snow. Cranck up dem space heathers.
This weekend was a work weekend for Kathy and I. New curtains in the living room, re-arranged the furniture, brought out a hand carved room from a back room to be a show piece, cleaned out the office, set up our computer area, established a charging station for cameras and phones. Very productive, and long overdue.We are trying to simplify. It is time to get rid of “stuff” and find proper places for the “stuff” we are going to hang on to. This is all bringing to light how fortunate we are to own a home and be able to do these things. Most people on this planet simply do not have the opportunity in their lives to bitch about a broken furnace. The luxury of owning a home is significant. I want to be very grateful for this house of ours. Its wonderful, broken furnace and all. We have some renovations to do this spring that are going to cost a bit. That is ok. Not that I really like to deplete our financial resources, but, in the grand scheme of things, this is minor. Part of the responsibility of owning a home.
This is the first home that I have owned. Kathy & I make great use of our home as well. We host about three gatherings every week and would not be able to do so, if we did not have the space that we do. That is a significant luxury and we do not take it for granted. It is only fitting that I pause to give thanks for this luxury. I am quite comfortable here and it warms my heart. (The rest of me is warmed by space heaters).
Every house where love abides
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home sweet home
For there the heart can rest.
~Henry Van Dyke