Procrastination is a wonderful thing. It aids in the creative process of good stories, getting the dishes washed, and really, good, tea. As I sit in my living room cradling my warm mug, I am drawn to write about my perpetual adventures with comfort. More specifically my saga with heat – it seems as though, no matter where I am, heating and cooling is a real luxury.
In January, in the heart of the French countryside we had only a wood stove for heat. In the desert in the middle of July in 100+ degree weather and refusing to use the air conditioning, for everyone and their cat knows it wastes gas. Even right here, in my tiny one bedroom apartment in October with four grown neighbors and a passerby, all unable to fix my furnace. I must add, that I myself fixed the bugger. I won’t go into details, because it was much too simple an explanation – I’ll just let you wonder, and giggle to yourself, because that’s what I’m doing!
So, with that, I cannot stress enough how much we take simple things in life for granted, when really they are a complete and total luxury that we have grown accustomed to – a little too accustomed to. Just remember the next time you go to complain about the temperature, there are things that can be done instead, like baking! The oven warms quite nicely! Or, roll down the windows of your car, what’s a nice hear-do when you can be cooooool! Or even, in the middle of winter with the heating bill climbing Mt. Everest, turn on some really good music and DANCE!
