Oh hey, it’s Friday already

You should be pleased to know I found our boots. Well, some of them. The rest I remembered we’d outgrown or needed to be tossed. They were in the cabinet that was by the back door that we moved to the garage temporarily. Yes, the boots were in the bottom section, right where I always keep them.

I also spent a bit of time being reminded of years past. The downstairs bathroom cold water tap froze, mostly because of poor design when they built it on. It took maybe twenty minutes after all the running aroudn was done, but I thawed it no problem: running a hair dryer in the right spots like the airspace beneath the cabinet, and pointing a trouble light up at the pipes under the floor, from the basement. Lots of running up and down stairs, racking up steps on my pedometer too. So overall, no biggee, no emergency, no angst even.

A far cry from where we used to live, especially in the early days where frozen pipes occured on a regular basis and we really had to fight and spend a large protion of our time keeping them thawed. Plus it was darn cold back then. You can read about the worst winter we ever had if you haven’t already or don’t remember, coincidentally Sarah’s first. Yes, we had a new baby, cloth diapers and frozen pipes. After that and a few other things, I can handle all kinds of water problems. It still gives me a little thrill when fresh, clean and even HOT water comes right out of the taps.

I also feel compelled to mention that the downstairs is slowly coming unglued from its magazine-shoot qualities and the upstairs still looks like a “before” shot from one of those home organization shows.

In between that I’ve been running errands, cursing the warm snow-melting day followed by an icy cold windy one, and slapping stickers on cardstock handcrafting seasonal greetings for your enjoyment.