Silence
With this bit of mild weather and temps, I so enjoy the silence in the house. Our furnace, in regard to our size of home, is noisy. Channel that with the dehumidifier when that runs in the basement, it’s more than what is conducive to a silent day, let alone a silent night. Mild temps outside means “nice’ in the house.
Dennis and I have reached an agreement on the thermostat in the living room. The majority of Dennis’ day is in the garage shop or the patio porch. I have no problem how high he sets that thermostat. For me, being in the house either on the main floor or down in the sewing studio, I like the thermostat set at about 65. I have winter weight clothing. I enjoy wearing it and not having to shed such weight of clothing because Dennis has turned it up to 70 or higher as soon as he is out of bed in the morning. There have been times when I have incorporated him in tasks in the house with his 70 plus degree setting, and . . . guess what? Dennis is sweating. Hello! If you keep moving about, your body makes its own heat, giving the furnace a break from huffing and puffing. I agree, that after supper, it does feel good at the 70 degree notch. I have ceased moving about as if I am running a race and find comfort in my favorite chair and Dennis is doing his thing on the computer with his card games. Our evenings are a win, win for both of us. The thermostat, I believe is the most debated topic in couples . . . kick it up a notch or lower it a notch.
As I am typing, the concrete trucks are still in motion. The concrete plant is only a block from us and our street is a main corridor. There must be new construction somewhere within range. With that being said, there may still be a small chance that nephew Brett may be able to do new front steps for us. We are on his list. I do know he has not closed down for the season. I also know how much he is itching to get into his quilting season. Time will tell.
I am hoping all the restaurants and eating places are jam-packed this evening and tomorrow night. No more inside dining after 11:59 Friday evening until further notice. Drive-through pickup business for them can’t be as financially rewarding as having all the tables filled several times a day. We have many retired couples in St. James and it is not unusual to see the places filled at noon, chatting and visiting with friends even at 6′ apart.