Life is great when the bad times are over. So I’m going with, If it weren’t for migraines, I wouldn’t know how good life could be.
Of course, I do get to have one little complaint. ‘Another week lost from my life!’ (Rant over.)
On the up side. Now that I’m feeling better, Mountain Man is replacing an old door that his father made with a much better one that doesn’t leak the heat out and the cold in.
It will be so nice not to have to pack insulation in between the screen door and the house door, rendering it unusable all winter long. And it is the door closer to the wood shed making it easier to get wood in the house in the winter.
I hated having to go the long way around to the wood shed when there was a door just feet away that we couldn’t use once the insulation was up for the season. And no more digging through the snow to get there and back either.
Why we didn’t do this years ago I’ll never know. We talked about it. But other things just got done first, second, third…
So, as I watch a little piece of family history (the door his father built) be tossed aside for convenience sake, I’ll be jumping for joy at the prospect of not having to dig a path through the snow and ice to the wood shed any longer.
Convenience is a wonderful thing.