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The Living Without Series

This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out: liv011Living #2liv031liv04

Coal Creek Farm on Facebook

The Chicken Doctor

April

The Architect

Clay

Still no heat

Okay, heater guy, what’s up? Where the heck are you? It’s almost 5pm and so far he’s a no show. Looks like we’ll be going another night without heat. Fun, good times.

It’s 49 degrees in our house, but we’re staying warm. My two youngest children are far more durable than my older two. I have the double ovens turned on with the doors open to keep the kitchen warm and several times I’ve found Ellen draped INSIDE the oven. I’m serious. Seth, my oldest son, was walking around with a t-shirt, sweat pants and BARE FOOTED! Then he would come in the kitchen whining and shivering. I really wanted to smack him upside the head forty-nine times and then pinch him. My two oldest children have no brains what-so-ever!!!

Right now, I’m hiding in my two little boys’ room. I brought the space heater with me, set my coffee down and within two minutes my coffee was cold and my fingers were numb, so I moved the space heater right next to me and the warm air is blowing over my hands making typing on the computer much easier. Hey! A woman needs to blog!

Today we made some ornaments out of clay….uh no not my Clay, the wet earthy stuff and we also tye died several things. Maybe, I’ll show you pictures but it’s not likely because I’m lazy, sluggish, slothish and just down right not wanting to put much effort into anything right now.

Also, I have to finish sewing a few things before Christmas and that means sitting at the dining room table with my sewing machine and it’s just too cold in there right now. I have to say I would not make a very good pioneer. No, I wouldn’t.

A couple funny things.

I got a card from one of Clay’s aunts and it read, “Please send me pictures of the children. I did not much care for the silly pictures you sent with your card last year.” Do you know this makes me want to send her an entire photo album full of bad photos? But I won’t.

Do any of you cry when you hear this song? I remember the first time I heard it a couple years ago, I bawled like a baby. It came on the radio a couple days ago while I was driving home alone and I was thinking how stupid and cheesy I was to have cried over that silly song. You know what? By the last chorus, I was blubbering so hard I could barely see through my sea of tears. Dang it. I can’t help it, I am a cheese ball and a real sucker for sappy songs.

Okay, now I really have to go muster up the courage to duck down in my frigid basement to change a load of laundry. When I say duck, I’m not kidding. I hit my head on the duct work down there last week so hard I thought I’d broke my neck. How many more times is it going to take for me to learn how shallow the basement is? I’m thinking a few more.

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