Well, I made it to March & that’s indeed something. If you had asked myself and others back in September if I thought I could make it to March, I’m not sure I could have answered that. But now that every one of us are inching ever closer to Springtime, I guess I may absolutely survive our rookie northern Winter, and yet, had it not been for that gas oil furnace & the realtor who pushed myself and others on the issue, I’m not so sure that I would be where I am. However, I guess maybe this is going to toil out. I just completely underestimated the sort of Winter time I was going to be taking on when I moved up here. That was sort of part of the whole thing about following your heart. You just do it & then deal with whatever happens. And I’m definitely in like because along with surviving the Winter, I suggested. My lady & I moved up here when she got a once in a career option at a local museum. Since I can toil anywhere there is internet, I decided to accept the invitation to join her. It was that or every one of us were going to have to call it quits. The two of us had both experienced long distance relationships & they sucked. So that wasn’t an option! For a southern boy to willingly leave a Winter time that needs practically no heating for this sort of mess, it has to be real love. And I’m now in like with the modern gas oil furnace that every one of us negotiated for when every one of us bought this cabin together. Hard to guess that in 1 Winter, I became a fiance & a homeowner.