I know I’m showing my age with my recent music references, but it doesn’t bother me to let people know I’d be retiring next year if I still lived in England!
We were both so tired last night that we didn’t think to check the propane tanks. Even the luke-warm air flowing from the vents didn’t clue me in, so we awoke this morning to a chilly camper. Thank goodness for electric blankets and the electric radiator. Hubby got up to make coffee and found we also had no water. Thank goodness for the Brita pitcher in the refrigerator. Now heat and water are both restored and we’re planning ahead for colder temperatures tonight. I’m also keeping an eye on temperatures in the city as I may need to go back to make sure pipes don’t freeze at the house, although we have everything well insulated there. Still, it’s a concern when we’re a few hours away.
Again, I have to concede that hubby was right when it came to spending money on a new furnace. Not only is this one more efficient, it is quieter than the old one. Never mind that hubby was correct in his assumption that the electric radiator would be insufficient once winter arrived and the old furnace stopped working Thanksgiving weekend. That’s also the weekend someone hit my car at Starbucks and the washing machine had a violent-sounding death. The new furnace is better; the new washing machine is bigger and better; and the repair shop detailed my car inside after repairing the front fender, so the interior of the car looks and smells better than it has in years! Now that Maggie travels better, maybe it will stay that way — I can deal with clay, but I can do without dog barf in the cup holders!
Cold as it is this morning, both fires still had hot coals, so I was able to get the one by the future house site going again very quickly. As we’ve been bush-hogging more land, we’ve been adding to the burn pile up here, and even though I doubt it’s raising the temperature much outside, it looks warmer out there. Still, it’s a good morning to stay inside and get some more grading done.
Hubby is building shelves for the 20 foot shipping container. We had to take everything out to slide the back shelf in yesterday. Surprise, surprise — everything that was on the floor except for some wood and the old couch from the camper fits onto the new shelf, with space to spare. We’ll be able to start moving some things from the house down here now. Hubby is also going to build a base for the old scissor couch. While I hope we never have to ride out a tornado in the shipping container, I’d rather have a semi-comfortable seat if we do need to! That was the main reason for putting the container up here and it does give us peace of mind. Apparently this part of Georgia had a record number of “weather events” in 2017.
Along with the less pleasant surprises of no heat and no water, we had the pleasant surprise of a visit from our real estate agent, Kent Morris, this morning. He specializes in land sales and is the best real estate agent we’ve done business with in decades! We hope we can find someone like him when we sell our house in the city.
2017 is drawing to a close, and it’s been another good year. True, we haven’t won the lottery or found that elusive gold nugget on the land, but we have our health and we have this land. Our health is better because we have this land. Life is good and we’re looking forward to see what 2018 brings.