Notes from Steve

If you know me well - you know that winter is a tough season for me.  I reread my last couple of articles, and I can see why a bunch of people probably thought, “someone needs to get this guy some help”.  FYI - I’m not depressed - even though SAD* is a real thing - I’m just cranked because winter interrupts my schedule and is not convenient.  

As it was 50 below zero last night - I decided to check my windows around the house and make sure they were locked to keep all the cold air out.  I was mortified to find one of my dining room windows open a little bit, and most of the other ones weren’t tight.  (“gaaahhhh”)  When I was in South Dakota in my first house - a fixer-upper - I was walking around my house in a stocking cap and ski jacket, trying to figure out why my house was so cold.  I accidentally dropped a Kleenex next to the fireplace, and the tissue was sucked right up the chimney.  Since the fireplace was basically for show (it probably once worked), I immediately stuffed insulation into the chimney, and the house heated up.  Also, the furnace was a 
 125-year-old boiler, and the only way it would start up was by me throwing a wad of Kleenex on fire into it … looking back, I’m very surprised the house didn’t explode.  (This is why I hire everything done.  My MacGyver skills are lacking.) 

I do have skills - they just aren’t “handy around the house” skills.  I was somewhere the other day, and we were comparing scars = they all had good stories, fantastic tales of heroic efforts on the stories of their scars.  I got all of my scars from cutting bread and vegetables.  (sigh)

*Seasonal Affective Disorder