We bought our house brand new sixteen years ago but it was obviously built by either idiots or extremely drunk shoddy workers. We were just so excited to be be buying our first brand new home that we really overlooked a lot of flaws. As the years went by we noticed more and more. I've used a lot of duct tape and fixed the things I could but it's like we live in a wind tunnel in the winter months and a hot house in the summer. At least it's ours (or it will be in less than four years) so we just make do.
My Diddy bought our house on Bayard Street the year I was born for $15,000. It was sealed tight as a drum. We never replaced a furnace, never needed air conditioning, every room had at least three big windows and a huge attic fan kept air flowing during the summer months. He never had to replace a stove or oven (they were separate in those days...at least at our house) and the screened in back porch had storm windows he put up every winter. If you put a space heater out there it was a comfortable place to be even in cold weather. He never had to replace our washer or dryer. He never had to replace our refrigerator or dishwasher. We have had to replace or fix every single one of these things in the sixteen years we have lived in our "Brand new house."
"They just don't make things like they used to." I used to always wonder what they meant by that but now I know and ain't THAT the truth!
It rained from Christmas Day til New Year's Day and I felt like the sun would never shine again. I hate to keep griping but it's feeling good so I will continue.
How do People live in Seattle or Oregon? They must have a phenomenal suicide rate. Wind I hate, it makes me skitter across the parking lot on the way to my car but can wear a hat and scarf and carry a big rock so I won't blow way. I dress in layers for the cold but the rain just depresses the crap out of me. It makes me feel like God is mad at us for something.
I like it when the sun is beating down on me. I already suffer from hot flashes so it's nothing new to me to sweat. I like cutting grass and pulling weeds. I love my weed eater and he makes my yard look so nice and trim. I could ride my Johnny Dear all day long and often have.
Guess I'll have to just struggle through a few more months of this cold weather. I wear a skirt with tights to work. I get home and keep on the skirt and tights and put on my flannel PJ pants over them both once I finally take off my coat. I put on my bedroom shoes and get one of the pups to lay on my feet as I type away on my computer.
Hate is an ugly word so guess I will say I highly dislike cold weather. I go to bed with my tights and flannels on and peel them off during the night as the hot flashes warm me up. I wake up and get into a hot shower, thanks to our second hot water heater in less than ten years. I head into work with my hat scarf and gloves on. I drink enough coffee to keep me warm at work until a hot flash hits and then I switch to water.
All I am saying is that winter is just not for me. I can enjoy one big snow, it's pretty and seems to make the world seem so silent that it is a beautiful thing to witness.
That little groundhog better come out next month and make me happy with his prediction because winter isn't a skinny old woman's friend.
If Tim could just find a job in Key West...
Til next time...Cold COTTON
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