Here in Maine, a state with vast quantities of firewood, people are struggling to heat their homes. I read a heart-wrenching article in the New York Times about it this past weekend, and have been hearing similar stories in the local media the past few months.
Maine’s older housing stock is fitted mainly with oil-burning furnaces. Many of those residing in these homes are older, others are simply poor, and very few have the financial wherewithal to change systems. Meanwhile, oil prices continue to rise, and cuts at the state & federal levels in heating-assistance subsidies mean the very neediest Mainers are having to make terrible choices. Like whether to buy food or fuel.
Many, MANY thanks for all the well wishes. I am finally feeling normal again, thank GOD. This episode was particularly bad. Normally the dizziness lasts about a week, this time it was more like 10-11 days. Being me (read DAMN STUBBORN) I basically try to do everything I normally would. Which – being home most of the time – is usually o-kay. I can rest between laundry, kids, pets, chores, etc. When the spins get overwhelming, I lay down. But Thanksgiving on spin cycle…? What a trip. I spent the day in the kitchen, of course. WELL – It was that or… what? Try finding a low sodium holiday meal anywhere on a NORMAL day, let alone one when everything is closed. SO I PERSEVERED. Being (as I mentioned) stubborn as hell – as well as halfway insane, it didn’t much matter how sh*tty I felt. I was going to conquer Thanksgiving or die trying. The results were divine. I tried several new recipes this year, including a low sodium cornbread stuffing, baked squash & apples, and whipped sweet potatoes. Which, if I get my act together, I’ll post on my other DAILY DISH. Stop laughing.
SO. Before the pity fest, I’d been discussing our latest home improvement project. Re-tiling the upstairs bath. Here’s the before shot.