(And Luke smells like a wet manure dog.) Ugh. Hold your breath! I made the kids take the dogs out in the snow and just romp around. Very successful as one kid and two dogs are now sound asleep.
Finally, on the 12th day of January half way through the winter of 2015-2016, we FINALLY got snow! Yes, while my furnace still isn’t working because I decided not to be the most defiant wife. I called him Monday morning and said I’d compromise – we brought in the ceramic heater and the propane from the grill, I ordered the new thermostat (which still hasn’t shipped yet) and bought an electric fireplace/heater (ulterior motive here; it’s eventual home is the new sewing room 😀 😀 ). The house isn’t so cold you stay huddled under a blanket, but it’s not cozy warm either. Up to 61* last night!! Kristen has fallen in love with the little fireplace and it’s flickering flame and is now on my side for getting a much larger one. Our house was MADE for a fireplace – it’s past time we added one.
But it snowed today! Kristen is so right; snow makes the cold tolerable. And it’s so pretty to look at. It’s so fun to watch the kittens try to catch the snow flakes (it’s also good to see Sage putting some weight on her foot that the big bad cow stepped on.) Speaking of the barn kittens, now it was kind of Sage’s fault she got stepped on. I told her and told her not to hang out under the cow while I milked, but you know kids, they just don’t listen. She sure listened when SugarBelle picked her foot up and came down on Sage’s little, tiny, cute kitten paw! My heart just about stopped. Sage keeps pretty clear of the milk production now. Rosemary on the other hand is an adventurer. She’s discovered that she can climb up and into the barn eaves where the little birdies hide. She usually meows at us that she wants down and I tell her that she got up there, she can figure out how to get down (saw her above the big sliding doors on the cow stalls this morning) and she usually does. Well, this morning she decided that she was coming down one way or another and all she needed was an in-between landing spot. Hmmm, that big black thing should work. Down came Rosemary right onto Sugar’s back. Sugar started to twitch and move and Rosemary was gone! I guess Sage passed along some words of advice when it comes to the cow!
Since it’s a snowy day and we already had made plans for it, Kristen and I headed to town to get her learner’s permit. She passed first try and we headed over to the Cheese House for Karra to scoop up some ice cream. I had told Kris that she could drive over when she got her permit, but in light of the snowy roads and being in the new van, we had to veto that. No driving the new van on anything but pristine road conditions. IF we had been in the old van, she would have driven. No time like the present to learn! Right now the new student driver is sleeping in front of the “fireplace” instead of doing the school she missed yesterday and today. Hmmm, better wake her up. And I should get to the laundry (in the freezing cold and not warming up very well with my sewing room heater laundry room). It wouldn’t hurt to get away from wet manure dog either.
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm!
I like wrenches; they’re handy little tools. They do all kinds of useful things to help out around the house. They are not, however, welcome in my plans. My plans to come home from church and jump in the chair with some leftovers for lunch and a blanket and watch some playoff football. The wrench came with how cold the house was. Oh well, we overslept this morning and I didn’t have time to turn the heat up before we left. So I turned the heat up. Except it didn’t come on. And it was cold in the house. And it had started to snow (finally) and the wind was blowing (and still is) and it’s going to be very wintery and cold for the next 3 days. But my furnace wouldn’t turn on!!
Two hours on the phone with Husband( who of course isn’t home) and the diagnosis is the thermostat. But, you can’t just go buy a new thermostat because it probably won’t be compatible with the old thermostat and then you’d have to rewire everything and I’m certainly no electrician. I am a “bit” on the frugal side and REFUSE to pay a weekend/emergency fee for an electrician. I’m sure I’m going to have to pay an emergency fee as it is to get someone here tomorrow, but at least it won’t be a weekend. So, the little family sits under blankets with a small space heater trying to heat up a great room (my feet are cold even in my shoes). The little thermometer says that it’s 59* in the house which I find hard to believe. Wrenches are such handy little tools – I think I’ll take one to the thermostat.
That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm
Isn’t it just like good ole Murphy to disrupt your New Year’s Resolutions? I had this grand list of things I was going to start implementing on Monday: treadmill time, more school focus, sewing or crafting for 30 minutes a day, blogging at least once a week (aren’t you sick of me already?), a menu plan, cleaning for 15 minutes a day – preferably something I don’t like to clean like my bathroom! And so on Friday Mr. Murphy stops by and I get slammed with a nasty cold. At first I thought it was a return of the near bronchitis from before Thanksgiving, but it has taken on the flow of a bad, bad cold. As it turns out most of the people at the birthday party we went to on New Year’s Day ended up with a really nasty cold. Ah, thanks, Murphy.
Now, I have been doing a fair amount of work on Kurt’s Christmas stocking (crafting – woohoo!) and I did start a menu plan complete with a surprise apple pie for today (and now Dear Joel is home from work because of the Arctic Blast we are enduring; so much for my surprise). I haven’t touched the treadmill or a cleaning rag and school hasn’t started back up either. Karra had asked for a sick day yesterday since She-Who-is-Never-Sick caught this bug by spending so much time with her BFF & family (the birthday party folks 😉 ). And with Daddy home from work today school won’t be happenin’. I’m okay with that and easing back into things starting on Wednesday. And I’m even okay with easing into my list of resolutions and decisions that affect my day-to-day life in 2014. Which brings me to my point (bet you thought I didn’t have one!):
Deciding to make changes that improve your life, health, day-to-day living, and so forth don’t have to happen on a certain date on the calendar. Murphy’s Law isn’t going anywhere. Once you make up your mind to do something. just do it. Take that first step that leads to the journey of a thousand miles – preferably on the treadmill to avoid the kind of weather we’re having! So what if my new resolutions and changes start on January 12th instead of the 6th or the 1st, as long as I start them. As long as I’m putting one foot in front of the other, then I’m going to go forward. I remember in high school being forced to read, oh, I’m sorry, reading about Benjamin Franklin and his quest to better his character. Every month for a year he focused on a different character trait. Did he nail them all? Nope. Did he succeed wildly beyond his hopes? Probably not. But he tried. And he felt that in many of those areas he did indeed improve his character. So, if I clean for 15 minutes a day every day, my house will NEVER be clean. Yours might, but not mine. However, if I spend those 15 minutes every day in that bathroom it WILL get clean and then 10 minutes (or less) every day will KEEP it clean and I can move those spare minutes somewhere else. 20 minutes a day on the treadmill for 5 days a week isn’t the recommended 30 minutes a day 6 days a week – but it will fit into my schedule. Let’s face it, I have to shower AFTER that time on the treadmill and being a girl that can take FOREVER and we’re now talking about a good hour of my morning. But I know my body well enough to know that 20 minutes 5 days a week will bring me to the point where I can start running on the treadmill and that 20 minutes of running takes me just over a mile – and 3-5 miles a week? That’s AWESOME! That starts making the weight disappear a few ounces at a time every day.
So, I embrace the journey even if it is starting a week later than planned. And ole Murphy? He can grab my shirt tail and enjoy the ride, or he can sit in my dust (of which I have plenty to spare) – I don’t care. I’m going forward.
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm