We have come to the conclusion that we need to turn on our furnace.
When we woke up this morning, it was 69 at the thermostat, which means that it was more like 60 in the bedrooms and at the exterior walls. My toes are still cold. And it takes forever for this house to heat up once it gets cold.
What, says you? Why the big deal? Just go flip the switch!
Not so easy. We have an outdoor wood burning furnace. Which we love. Which we had hoped to leave off until October, the typical time when we start up the furnace for the cold season.
We're a little behind in preparation this year.
We (and by we, I mean Jude) need to clean the ash out of the fire box, and haul it.... somewhere.
We need to sweep the chimney (it's short) and make sure that it's clear of birds and debris.
We need to cut wood (There's lots of dead stuff around - no worries about burning green wood, here!). Yup. We weren't planning to do that today.
We need to haul wood.
We need to start the furnace, switching on the pump at the furnace, and the pump in the house.
And then we need to baby-sit the furnace for a little while to make sure the fire is going sufficiently, and then keep adding wood every several hours to make sure there's enough fuel to get the house up to temperature.
But it will be nice and toasty once we get it going!