Today I love wet gray days and the way they make sweaters and hot drinks feel so welcome. I love being inside and dry after having been outside in the chilled damp wind and rain, even if I was only out there for a minute or two. I love that things are coming along very well indeed in the new part of the house and though we only worked a half a day yesterday we got a lot of things done and that made me happy. I love that we are enjoying slightly warmer weather now that the fireplace and heat pump have been disconnected in preparation of being moved. I love how much that has opened up the space. I love that so far the only thing I forgot to do was pull coaxial cable into the kitchen for a small TV and now I’m even thinking I just won’t bother, ’cause I’ll probably love the kitchen without a TV, we’ll see. I love that we watch renovation shows sometimes and we laugh about how dramatic things can be, “Oh oh, this is a supporting wall, we’ll have to put in posts and a beam, that might cost extra.” cue the dramatic music. I love that we already know what has to be done and always did expect it all, that’s how it goes, my friends.
Today I love that the berries in the oatmeal this week are huge, massive great things that fill your spoon to overflowing. I love how good home made porridge is and that we make enough for a week and just heat it up in bowls first thing each morning when we’re bleary eyed and still stupefied and it takes about as long as it takes to grind coffee, put it into reusable pods and run it through the Keurig. I love morning routines and how helpful they are in the task of getting rolling. I love that when I say stupefied in regards to myself it usually is just a matter of still wishing I could sleep longer, but my brain is usually on and turned up to high already, it’s usually going flat out when I awake.
Today I love my hammer, don’t get to use it so much any more, so many things get screwed together these days. I remember nailing on dry wall and nailing framing together and things like that, but I still have a good hammer and I know that every now and then things need to be persuaded to fit together. I love that there will be a new set of screwdrivers in my tool pouch in a month or so, ’cause they just don’t stand up to things like they used to, and once this reno is over I’m retiring these ones to the cottage tool box.
Today I love drinking coffee and dreaming of the changes that are coming slowly to this old house of ours.