Well, it happened. Yesterday afternoon my husband lit the furnace.
I was perfectly comfortable in my fleece sweatshirt with the house at 70 degrees, but he gets antsy this time of year to light it for the first time, so he did. It didn’t take long before the house was at 75 degrees and the kiddos and I had shed our sweatshirts. At least he was no longer asking me every 20 minutes if he should light the furnace.
My husband had a few good days making firewood and we’re almost ready for the upcoming winter. Usually October is the big push for firewood, but without a field full of pumpkins to harvest for sale this year, the woodpile is ahead of schedule.
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