in which our plucky heroine does her best to cope...
Tuesday: I am repeatedly reminding myself that only a week ago I was feeling really good. That even though right now there are significant challenges that have arisen, eventually I may feel really good again...
Today the diagnostic technician came to examine the furnace. Which it turns out is
likely considerably past it's pull date, having been installed in 1995. Not only is there a bad "high limit switch", which is why it has been doing the on-off thing repeatedly and not warming the house, but the draft fan is not in good shape (and former owners attached it to the housing with
a giant zip tie! which is not any sort of proper repair), and the primary blower for the whole furnace is leaking oil into the base of the system. None of these are good things, and the cost to repair them is over 4K. With no guarantee that other parts of the machinery will not also fail. Sigh and alas.
So, tomorrow someone will come here to present possible option(s)? for a replacement furnace. Even less than I like having strangers here at Acorn Cottage, I truly stress about having to make these sorts of decisions, about making changes that have long lasting effects. When I was a child, and was told, when you grow up you can do whatever you want... it never occurred to me that meant: you can decide which serious problem you get to throw resources at first. (I thought it meant I could have a pony, though I guess having a warm house is more significant, and the backyard here at Acorn Cottage is much too small for even a very small pony)
Two days of on and off cooking has turned the quinces from pale tan to deep red, and the cooking quince smells wonderful. I was able to process 6 full jars, plus about a half jar for fridge or freezer storage. The next batch of ripened persimmons is almost done in the dehydrator, and Bartlett pears just arrived in the produce order, so they will be next.
Monday : another clear sunny Very Cold (for here) day... I intend to take advantage of the weather to let the laundry hang dry outside.
In addition,as it is not raining, so I took an hour or two to do a bit of pruning on the backyard apple tree... not anywhere near done, but the largest and most egregiously wrong water sprouts are now in the greenwaste bin. And I am now really tired (sawing and lopping and toting branches)
attempted to remove screws from plywood under the kitchen sink. only managed 4 of the many. Did manage to clean away the brown gunk that was encrusting the pipe from the sink to the P-trap
Sunday: Prepped and dried a batch of persimmons, as they are beginning to ripen, while they are also decorating my hallway temporarily. Started simmering about half the remaining quinces, with the thought of turning them into a homegrown equivalent of cranberry sauce.
putting aside the ingredients (assorted nuts to toast, and dried and candied fruit to chop) for the fruitcake I want to make, and
the panforte I want to try making... I have put the measured amounts, labeled, all in packets in the freezer, which will make the actual process easier...
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November SMART goals (x=extra)
| # | THINGS MADE | THINGS FIXED | THINGS GONE |
| 1 | 6 jars quince jelly
| glove thumb re-knit
| yard waste bin
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| 2 | tiny tiger stripe dress
| persimmon pruning | recycle bin
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| 3 | Elphinore brooch
| steamer basket
| imperfect cold packs
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| 4 | candied quince
| shadowbox painted
| recycle bin
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| 5 | dried pears
| fridge bracket gone
| recycle bin
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| 6 | 40+ forget-me-nots
| removed bathroom sink backing | undersink sog
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| 7 | 6+ jars quince sauce
| appletree pruning | x |
| 8 | x | x | x |
| 9 | x | x | x |
| 10 | x | x | x |
| 11 | x | x | x |
| 12 | x | x | x |
| 13 | x | x | x |
| 14 | x | x | x |
| 15 | x | x | x |
today's gratitudes -
1. warm woolen handknits, which most of the time I only need when going outdoors, but which are doing well at the task of keeping me warm while the furnace is broken.
2. words of appreciation from several folks about my earlier presentation at SAC... I need to remember that I am making a difference, however small.
3. Four households besides me at Crafternoon zoom Sunday: Elisa, Ursel, Rois, and the Aunties. Plus later that evening Rois' husband Chance spent about two hours on the phone trying to figure out if there was a simple fix for the dragon (aka the furnace in the closet). Though it turned out that there wasn't I am feeling very heartwarmed at the lovingkindness from my friends.
4. I am also grateful that the dragon at the heart of Acorn Cottage aka my furnace, lasted so much longer than its designed short lifespan.
5. Sidrea's essays give me so much food for thought, often about topics I am unfamiliar with, but written in a very comprehensible way. I am grateful for her existence
6. I am also grateful for all my SCA camping experience, and my living in the north woods experience, which give me at least some background that lets me cope with minimal heat and no proper sinks...
7. And I guess I am grateful that I can remember that only a week ago I was feeling right chipper, and that with luck and fortitude, there will be a chunk of time in the future where I may feel that way again
Time of Isolation - Day 1244