I left Iowa to get away from this shyte. I am looking out at my parking lot, knowing that I will have to take up my neighbor's offer to do shopping for us today. It is white out there, with a straight sheet of ice leading from car to street. I can see the sun glistening off it, though I cannot see my car. It's in there somewhere. At 28 degrees there is little hope of this stuff melting any time soon. Dang!!!
The new house will be far warmer than this apartment, which has more drafts than Pres. Johnson. I wish we were in it NOW; patience is not one of my strong suits. I'm waiting for painting to be done, flooring installed, plumbing fixtures put in, tile laid, lighting fixtures... in other words all the finish details.
I'm also trying to plan my studio, and coming up against a solid brick wall on the layout of my work area. But I think I see light at the end of the tunnel.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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Hang in there -- spring is only three months away. :o)
We had six inches of snow Saturday and it's still here, but it is powder so that is fine. The wind chill makes me love my woodstove, though. We spent the afternoon working outside in -10F windchills. Brr! Time for some hot chocolate with hazelnut cream...
And that light you see at the end of the tunnel? That's your soon-to-be-installed front porch light welcoming you home.
Bert in Rice, WA
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