Confessions Are Good For The Soul

1PlayfulFemme · 12-25-2010, 05:35 AM

I confess that waking in the middle of the night, not to hoof 'clops' on the roof, but to the clanging of our furnace, was NOT ideal.

I confess that the temperature inside the house is dropping rapidly since we decided safety came over comfort. And since it is an old house with an oil furnace, well. It had to be turned off until we can find someone to come out.

I confess that my family is supposed to be here for Christmas this year, and I see no way to have dad here with only the heat from the fireplaces.

I confess that I am EVER grateful to at least have fireplaces.

I confess that I haven't built a fire yet since we are sure to be going to my parents in an hour or so now.

I confess BRRRR! And! I confess DAMMIT!

I confess, at least I'm not in a barn, sleeping on hay.

I confess, Merry Christmas, Happy holidays in spite of it!

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12-25-2010, 05:35 AM	#10
1PlayfulFemme Member How Do You Identify?: An Unwitting Thread Derailer! Preferred Pronoun?: She, femme through and through Relationship Status: She is my soul. Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: In a lil sparkle of fairydust Posts: 1,026 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 6,890 Thanked 2,362 Times in 697 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	I confess that waking in the middle of the night, not to hoof 'clops' on the roof, but to the clanging of our furnace, was NOT ideal. I confess that the temperature inside the house is dropping rapidly since we decided safety came over comfort. And since it is an old house with an oil furnace, well. It had to be turned off until we can find someone to come out. I confess that my family is supposed to be here for Christmas this year, and I see no way to have dad here with only the heat from the fireplaces. I confess that I am EVER grateful to at least have fireplaces. I confess that I haven't built a fire yet since we are sure to be going to my parents in an hour or so now. I confess BRRRR! And! I confess DAMMIT! I confess, at least I'm not in a barn, sleeping on hay. I confess, Merry Christmas, Happy holidays in spite of it!