This is a depressing post. You are warned.
It's been a week.
I've been trying to go to bed earlier, and in truth I climb into bed, read for about 15 minutes and then just about fall asleep. It might be the cold, it might just be general exhaustion.
Tonight, I turned on the gas heater; I've been trying not to, but it was just too damn cold in the lounge and I simply couldn't face it. I wish I'd set up my bedroom with a teeny tiny desk, because then I could carry my computer in there and sit and write, while warming up my room which would carry through to bedtime. As it is, each room needs to be individually warmed in order to spend any time in it. And it's still cold.
The lounge room was 11C before I turned the gas heater on - got it to 18C, then switched to the electric bar heater. But the house bleeds heat - or absorbs it in the summer. Hence the need for better insulation. The part I'm worrying myself sick about is the actual work and products required for it. Also: the fact that we knew this needed to be done years ago and I dithered about it until everything costs more.
I know, we can't change the past, we can only go on. The best time to insulate the house was seven years ago, the next best time is this year. And so on.
( politics and depressing things )
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( letter to Mr Anthony Albanese, PM: not quite as depressing )
It's been a week.
I've been trying to go to bed earlier, and in truth I climb into bed, read for about 15 minutes and then just about fall asleep. It might be the cold, it might just be general exhaustion.
Tonight, I turned on the gas heater; I've been trying not to, but it was just too damn cold in the lounge and I simply couldn't face it. I wish I'd set up my bedroom with a teeny tiny desk, because then I could carry my computer in there and sit and write, while warming up my room which would carry through to bedtime. As it is, each room needs to be individually warmed in order to spend any time in it. And it's still cold.
The lounge room was 11C before I turned the gas heater on - got it to 18C, then switched to the electric bar heater. But the house bleeds heat - or absorbs it in the summer. Hence the need for better insulation. The part I'm worrying myself sick about is the actual work and products required for it. Also: the fact that we knew this needed to be done years ago and I dithered about it until everything costs more.
I know, we can't change the past, we can only go on. The best time to insulate the house was seven years ago, the next best time is this year. And so on.
( politics and depressing things )
--
( letter to Mr Anthony Albanese, PM: not quite as depressing )
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