Knock On Wood

We still haven’t turned on the heat for the season.  This may not last, given that it’s 29 or 30 degrees right now locally, and tomorrow night is scheduled to be similar.  On the other hand, there are some warm days coming up…

It’s toasty in here now, after hours of running the oven to roast the mostly frozen chicken.  It’s sitting on the stove cooling, waiting for me to reserve some drippings for gravy and pack it into the fridge.

So far we haven’t closed all the storm windows yet.  The office isn’t a big worry, being the warmest room in the house, but eventually I will need to reach them to do so.  Plastic?  Probably not in here.  Our bedroom is the biggie.  So far Deb has covered the window at the head of the bed with insulating plastic, sadly needed after making it almost to fall with last year’s intact, only to be foiled by Valerie.  This time, instead of merely tacking an old blanket loosely over the window, we made it a secondary layer that both protects the plastic from the kids and insulates thoroughly.

Which is the answer to how one can plastic the windows in spite of the squirts, now that we’ve thought of it.  Do the most important ones, like those in their room, then protect them with an outer layer.  Ah, the staple gun.  Is there anything it can’t do?  In our bedroom, the rest of the windows should be largely inaccessible to the wrecking crew.  The big thing is we have to repack the giant closet with stuff we won’t need until spring, then seal that completely.  Not just trying to keep the crack under the door blocked by a rug or towel.

We also have to juggle what’s on the landing so we can seal the front door.  Fall is such a big project that way.

Here’s hoping we can extend the streak as long as possible.

Update the next morning:

It got down to 66 in the kitchen, in a relatively warm spot, so we’re getting there.  It didn’t feel that bad, but it’s about as cold as we’ll want it to be in the morning in here.  By comparison, the heat gets set to 65 and the thermostat is in a spot the same or a bit cooler than the kitchen thermometer.  So as mong as it remains naturally this warm or above, the heat doesn’t even need to be on.  Of course, “on” simply means turned up to 65, rather than being at 60 or 57 or whatever all the way down is exactly.

Posted by on 11/10 at 09:45 PM

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