So we've been having an adventure this week. An adventure that began with "It feels a little chilly in here," and ended with a new furnace. Due to factors I don't 100% understand and wouldn't bore you by explaining if I did (carbon monoxide, chimney liners, little green men, IDK), our furnace had to be completely shut off on Monday and couldn't be replaced until Thursday.
When I heard that news, on Monday afternoon, I was seriously annoyed.
I mean, I knew it would be fine eventually. But thoughts of all of the hassle that was going to happen between "now" and "eventually" started raining down hard. We were going to be freezing. Or we were going to have to move into a hotel for the week. Or the kids were going to light the house on fire with a space heater. Or Maggie was going to light the house on fire with a space heater. Or the pipes were going to burst and our house was going to disintegrate into a two-story heap of lath and plaster and icicles. And on and on...straight down the spiral of death and gloom.
Do you want to know the truth, though? That first ten minutes of thinking was probably worse than anything that actually happened afterwards.
A fleet of (mostly borrowed) space heaters kept us reasonably comfortable. I don't think the house ever dipped below 52 or 53 degrees--and it mostly hovered at about 57--which meant we weren't even close to having to panic about freezing pipes. The kids were pretty respectful of the space heater rules, and Maggie just wanted to lay in front of them and take naps. The snow storm we were supposed to get on Tuesday night bypassed us. The new furnace ended up costing about half of what we were expecting. All kinds of friends offered us places to stay if we needed to. Sweet Husband's bosses made us dinner (with cake!) one night, and one of my co-workers knitted me a really cozy scarf.
I was bracing for a real squall and all we got was a little spring rain storm. It was a hassle, but we all ended up feeling pretty loved, too.
But, enough about that, because speaking of LOVE....I've been working on this playlist for two weeks now. Tweaking it. Getting it just right. Making sure every decade is fairly represented. (Hey there, 1980's. I see you and your Peter Cetera song.)
I make these for myself all the time, but I'm really enjoying the pink-hearts-and-candy silliness of Valentine's Day this year (ohhh! and I'm also thinking of going completely overboard for the Olympics, so stay tuned!) and, as such, I thought I'd share with the class.
Forgive my inelegant presentation (Amazon has my tunes, but no sharer; Spotify has a sharer, but not my tunes), but this should be enough to let you make it on your own music thingy.
Stay warm this weekend! MMMMwah!