Tuesday was beautiful and warm. I walked around the village and did
yard work in my t-shirt. It was particularly lovely because rain had been
predicted. The house stayed warm all day with no heat on and when I went into
the village, I had the top down.
I emptied the firebox (looking for information for my insurer) and
then felt around underneath — a place I would normally have nothing to do with.
I felt and pushed and pulled trying to determine why the lever that should be
admitting oxygen into the sealed box is not working. My investigation was
inconclusive but simply cleaning out the box may have solved the problem.
Then I moved on to the toilet. Me: Trying to fix a toilet. What has
happened to the world? I had to buy a pipe wrench to do attempt my repair …
that failed. I need a plumber.
However: I have been accepted by a respected GP here, and the
dentist, so that’s two ties to Vancouver cut; and I found a lovely store that
had flannel pajamas and night gowns so I got my self set for winter evenings by
the fire.
Note to self: Marshmallows!
Best of all, tomorrow afternoon I will have access to mail. I’m all
signed up and ready to go; I have my postbox keys.
I’m packed for tomorrow. I’m taking two large bags full of garbage
back to my old address to put in the trash there because I have way too much
from the move for the local garbage. But that will allow me to operate
henceforth with the curbside service.
I ended my productive afternoon in the hot tub. And after that, Leon
and I enjoyed Netflix by the fire in
my new pajamas and robe. Yum!
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