Last night, I decided it was silly to burn another $7 of kerosene as well as pay for natural gas to heat the house at the same time.
So, we moved The Boy's single bed, our buckets of clothes and food, and the fire extinguisher (saftey first!) into the house.
The twin bed is very small, but fortunately neither of us is too big yet, so we both fit and nobody fell out. :)
It was amazing to be able to get out of bed and walk more than four steps ... and in any of several directions! It was amazing to be able to spread out our blue buckets, lay out clothes on the two chairs, and boil the kettle to make tea and porridge. It was amazing to wake up in a warm building, without having to get up and relight the heater. It was amazing to open the door without having to hip check it and bust it loose of the frost.
It was even more amazing to lie in bed, looking out those huge windows at the full moon shining on the snow. Even more amazing was the shape that appeared when the moonlight reflected on the plastic vapor barrier over our heads: the way the folds and wrinkles in the plastic met the light made a shape that looked like an angel, with wings spread, shining over us in the night.
We have been blessed with the generosity of friends and neighbours and contractors and family and helpers and strangers. We have had angels watching over us all this time, we know it.
We've met some of them.
I think I've seen that bed somewhere before ! A long ways from Alberta!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the blog.....it has been a fun experience watching this house evolve!
Yup, this bed has a long and storied history! Dad slept in it, I remember sleeping in it when we stayed at Grandma and Apple Jack's, and then we had them at our house for the longest time. One of these days the matching dresser and desk will show up in a picture here too!
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