Hubby brings me flowers every now and then for no reason...
the ramblings of a woman who was transported from her comfort zone in the US Midwest to a different country and culture that shouldn't be so different, but is.
11/19/2018
11/16/2018
A different kind of visitor
Over the 5 years we have rented this house, I can count the number of visitors on one hand. It's OK, I like it that way. I don't have to put on a bra unless I'm going out somewhere :)
Well, yesterday, I got up earlier than usual and put on a bra so I could let in a visitor who came bearing gifts. Lots of rolls of insulation!
A while back, NZ passed a law that all rental houses have to have insulation in the roof and under the floor by the end of 2019. For those of us that had absolutely zero insulation anywhere in the house, it will be a big change. We are quite chuffed about it to see how warm the house will stay next winter.
It didn't take the guy very long to put in the insulation. His biggest problem was getting it through the attic access, which was quite small. He ended up having to take off the frame around it and cutting the rolls of insulation in half, but he got it done.
And it was all finished in time for me to take off my bra and take a nap. Life is good.
11/11/2018
11/01/2018
The Lonely Graves, Otago, NZ
It's amazing how big the human heart really is and this is one instance that has withstood the passage of time, even if it isn't all true.
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