I'm having a hard time feeling thankful for anything this morning. It's been one of those mornings. You know, the kind where the kids are grouchy and slouching around, you are running way behind schedule and haven't even had a shower, and the coffee is taking way TOO long to be ready. Oh wait, is that every morning?
I couldn't get a fire started in the chilly house this morning. For some reason, it is next to impossible to light a fire in the woodstove when the stove is cold. JP tells me that it has something to do with the flue and how it doesn't draw, but blow when it's cold. Having passed Physics in college, I feel like I have some sort of idea that it's all related somehow, but it's a bit foggy. I surprised myself by lighting a fire right up yesterday afternoon in front of my friend, no doubt I appeared incredibly adept at homesteading at that moment.
Twenty minutes after trying to get the blasted thing going this morning, I gave up. JP took over and finally got it blazing. (I'm sure that I set the stage for his great success.) In any case, my morning walk was cut short by 15 minutes, and I didn't get a shower because I spent so long kneeling on the cold, glass hearth this morning.
Today, I am thankful for this little woodstove that is a pain in the &*^%$ sometimes. I think back to that long, cold, dark February week 2 years ago when this stove was the only thing that allowed us to remain in our home when the power was out for 8 days. I remember L scurrying up the stairs with her clothes in her arms to get dressed for Preschool in front of the fire last winter. I relish the heat radiating out of it's little iron sides to take the chill off an Autumn night. I am looking forward to having another little stove warming up the school room downstairs!
It worked! I am already feeling warmer in my heart as well as my toes. Here's hoping the rest of the day goes more as planned!
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