It’s practically impossible to get to bed before 1AM. I spend incredible amounts of time keeping the house warm, including bringing a load of wood to the front door this evening. The oil stove evades me… I should have never turned it off… It runs rich, leaving soot all over its innards. I have an inquiry into the UK re running the beast. For now, the weather is warm (40’s), and the fireplace takes off the chill. Honestly, with the cold air rushing in around the doors and windows, I don’t how mom has managed to stay comfortable here.
There are unending things to go through. File folder and hangers, all empty, in four different places, the shed is 1/5 full of recycle and garbage… then there are the two barns and the dark room. 36 hours at a time, G’nite.