Well, if you can’t fix the huge thing, at least not yet, fix the little things.
And so I’ve pushed myself past the will-this-work of a project idea and am into the oh, this does work, this is so cool! stage.
That and the house got cleaner today. Sometimes a vigorous tossing out helps with the stuff you can’t get rid of.
I hear space heaters are safer than they used to be… I also remember the day I was picking up my kids (there are no school buses here) when the firefighters at the station down the block from the elementary didn’t notice till the kids knocked on their door at dismissal time to tell them the house immediately across the street from the station was definitely on fire. Yo?
A space heater had been left on.
So if we do get any, automatic shut-offs are an absolute. This is earthquake country.
(And all this time I’d thought the lack of sufficient heat was because PG&E had cut pressure to Line 132, the one that blew up in San Bruno and which runs very close to our house.)