I am torn.
The weather is in the double digit sub-zero range this weekend.
I have had a wonderful time staying indoors with my gals. We did a jigsaw puzzle, started reading a new book, baked cookies, and spent a lot of time in the kitchen.
I am not sure why, but for some reason, I like to spend a lot of time in the kitchen when it is cold out.
Throughout the course of the weekend, we made cookies (thanks to our neighbor’s gift of cookie dough), apple crisp, Pork Stir Fry, and broiled salmon (thanks to my future brother-in-law’s angeling skills).
The time with the family has been wonderful. We have all stayed cozy and warm.
My conflict is this…
Everytime the furnace kicks in, I get this picture of cash flying out of my house. I hate hearing that thing kick in. It ruins my cozy attitude.
I am grateful for the warm place to live. I am just dreading next month’s gas bill.
I would love to turn the heat down, but I have … well… a wife.
OK… OK…
As I type it, I realize how aweful that sounds. God has given us a warm house and the ability to pay for it. 3-4 days of bitter cold won’t break the bank. I should just enjoy the 3 day weekend I have with 4 of the most beautiful girls in the world.
So, I will go back to enjoying this moment, sitting in the family room, under blankets, watching the AFC game with my 5 year old.
I will take this moment to blog about the real things that matter. Like that movie 10,000 BC I just saw advertised. That looks like it will be terrible.
