Me vs me
Yesterday Timmy returned to school after a long winter break. I had the place all to myself for a change. The ensuing day would be one of the most boring days since I returned to Colorado, and with boredom comes a growing urge to migrate. It doesn’t help that I read other blogs, those that are still traveling, and feel like I am missing out. While they are out there experiencing life, I am sitting here picking my nose (so to speak). A further agitation to the urge.
With that said, I have also grown weak in the three weeks that I have been sleeping under a roof, all warm and cozy. The van has not been slept in since Dec 11th (gasp!) and I am in no rush to put myself through the recent cold snap. Then there is the issue of Moose’s ability to stay warm in the van… a grave concern to me.
Argh, the conflict.
I think I missed why you’re back in a house. Hope everything is ok!
Well I was hoping not to admit it, but simple laziness (and wanting to spend time with my son) did it. All is OK minus a but of guilt and boredom.
Google “flower pot heater” for Moose. There are some pretty elaborate designs, now, but in our sailing days, we would just put a terracotta flower pot, upside down, on a stove burner for up to an hour before going to bed. We’d turn off the flame and the heated pots would keep us warm through the night. It’s kind of like our cast iron stove here.
Pat