Thursday, February 18, 2016
Getting back into a routine
Miss D. and I have been in our new home for two weeks today. The living-room, dining area, kitchen and bathrooms are pretty much set up, with a few minor bits and pieces left to sort out. Our respective offices are sufficiently set up that we can work in them, and I'm hard at work on Maxwell Volume 5 and a short story contribution to an anthology. The boxes left in the garage will be tackled at the rate of one or two a day until they're all dealt with. It may take two to three months, but that's OK - there's no rush.
Our new HVAC system has been installed. We ended up replacing the compressor, control panel and a pump in our geothermal system; the only original component remaining is the fan motor. We decided it would be better to spend a little bit more up front so as to have all the major components of the same age and on the same maintenance cycle. It's performing much better than it did before, which tends to confirm it had problems even before we moved in. (I wonder whether that had anything to do with the previous owners being desperate to sell the place?) Fortunately, the move-in insurance policy we took out as part of the purchase paid about three-quarters of our costs, which made the process affordable. I wasn't sure whether the policy was a waste of money, but in this case it's paid for itself several times over.
We're thoroughly enjoying the weather here in northern Texas. It got up into the low eighties today (degrees Fahrenheit, of course, for the benefit of overseas readers). The next two days are supposed to be more of the same.
I know that's not typical for this region and this time of year. In other years they've had blizzards in February, with ice, snow and everything else that makes life miserable. I daresay we'll experience them in due course . . . but right now, we're thankful for a lovely temperate period.
Tonight the five of us (Miss D. and I, plus Lawdog, Phlegmmy and Old NFO) met at the latter's house for supper, continuing our practice of each family/person cooking one meal a week for us all. We're rapidly getting used to each other's company, coupled with good food and great conversation. I think all of us are happy to have formed our own little writing and blogging support network here. Judging by the envious remarks of several of those attending Phlegmfest last weekend, we may not be the last to make the pilgrimage to northern Texas. The prospect does not dismay.