Okay guys, I had to move again. The town where I moved 2 months ago was far too dangerous. Three weeks ago, when two people got killed half a block from me, I decided to move out to the middle of no where. I got lucky. I found a deconsecrated church out in the middle of dairy farm land that is lovely. It’s been turned into a single family home. I love it. I absolutely LOVE it, even though I can’t get the temperature indoors above 60 degrees on the very cold days.
How do I stay warm? As I type this, I’m wearing chenille gloves with the fingertips cut out, two shirts and a polar fleece jacket. I’m wearing a hat (heat escapes from your head very fast!), a pair of yoga pants with thick fleece sweatpants over them, thick chenille sox and my trusty LL Bean wool slipper sox over those. I’m toasty except for my nose. I also feel like the michelin man, but think how thin I’ll feel when it finally warms up.
I don’t care about the lack of heat. I can always add layers. I don’t mind wearing a hat indoors. I LOVE the sunlight that comes through the windows (and helps with the heat) and I LOVE the wide-open configuration of this place. I love hearing the cows bellow throughout the day, and I love that almost all I can see around me are cornfields and silos. I also love the trout and bass-filled creek that runs behind my property.
I hope I don’t have to move again. This place feels like home, despite the fact that I now look like Randy from “A Christmas Story” in his snowsuit.
Hope I don’t fall down…
(ps – I have 20+ foot ceilings. music soars in my new home and I don’t have to worry about gangs who randomly spray the neighborhood with gunfire while cruising by in their thumpers. The universe is good. )