It is still cold. Not nearly as cold as the last three days, but I don’t know how I am going to last the winter.
My head is spinning with thoughts. I wish it would stop. These are the steps I must go through…I guess.
“…the most important thing about art is to work. Nothing else matters except sitting down every day and trying. Why is this so important? Because when we sit down day after day and keep grinding, something mysterious starts to happen. A process is set into motion by which, inevitably and infallibly, heaven comes to our aid. Unseen forces enlist in our cause; serendipity reinforces our purpose.”
-Steven Pressfield -The War of Art
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It is getting better. I just walked the dogs 7 miles…eek! so that warmed me up. I am getting a space heater as well. This propane crap is just killing me, so I refuse to use it. haha! and… the pilot light needs fixed. oh well! The dogs think they own my bed, so I will just use them as heat.
It is getting better. I just walked the dogs 7 miles…eek! so that warmed me up. I am getting a space heater as well. This propane crap is just killing me, so I refuse to use it. haha! and… the pilot light needs fixed. oh well! The dogs think they own my bed, so I will just use them as heat.
Hang in there, it should be above 40 at night soon for a while… how’s the insulation in your place? My insulation is good but my baseboard electric heat is useless, just ordered myself a space heater…