The Cold Can Take Right Off, Eh. Hoser.
GODS WHY IS IT SO COOOOOLD?! Okay, I know, I know; highs of -32c actually are proper seasonable temperatures for where I live (even a bit warm). But thanks to global warming/climate change, it's been hovering between about +/-5 all year. And this house is NOT built with cold weather in mind holy fuck u guys. My windows all have frost on the inside which is awesome and picturesque when it's fake snow and not so much when it's moisture condensing out of the air and freezing because IT'S JUST THAT COLD. You can't even see through the window in my back door anymore.
A couple of days ago, when the cold snap first hit, I got up one morning to find the temperature in the living room (usually the warmest room because that's where the wood stove is, aside from teh bathroom with it's baseboard heater) was 15c. Usually I like it about 22 in here. But, see, since I'm not getting up every hour to add more wood (or crashing on the couch and wreaking my back so I can add more wood more easily), so what I do is load the firebox full and close the damper. It smoulders all night, in the morning there's still a few coals left, the room hasn't cooled off all that much, and I just stir up the coals and toss in more wood and open the damper, and we're good.
Them yesterday it was only about 11c in here. Took FOREVER to heat up. Today? 8c. EIGHT DEGREES ABOVE FREEZING. That is bloody ridiculous and I am fed up. After having a blazing fire going for about an hour (good thing I woke up and threw another log on at 3!), it's warmed up-- to 11c. ><
I pulled in a heater and have that going too, and the kids are hiding in the bathroom until it's time to go to school (playgroup today eh). What I've been doing until now is getting Karl to school, then grabbing another hot water bottle (2 litre pop bottles make the BEST hot water bottles; they stay warm all night long and don't care if you lie on them), refilling the fire box, and crawling back to bed until things warm up in another few hours. But today is play group so we're all up and getting dressed and freezing our asses off. Yay.
It's supposed to have a high of -21 tomorrow, and then over the weekend it's supposed to warm up to around freezing again, so that's pretty awesome. Gods, I get so fed up with people (usually south of where I am) who think climate change is either a scam or doesn't matter (because a global increase of an average of about 1 degree, so what). Thing is, sure, it's an AVERAGE of one degree, but that means that the equator will barely change. But you see more change the further north you go, and in my area, which isn't anywhere near the arctic, we're seeing temperatures of about THIRTY DEGREES warmer than average over the winters. Have been for about the past seven years. So don't give me that "oh it's not real" bullshit because I and my toes can tell you otherwise.
But for all that, I kind of can't complain when it's not -30. Because, you know what? Daytime HIGHS of -32 are FUCKING COLD.
As much as I want to go to Kingston, and as cool as Cold Lake sounds for the kids, Esquimault is sounding better and better. Failing that, a decent house with proper central heating and insulation would be AWESOME. It isn't this cold at my Dad's place!! But he has both of the above, and I have neither. VAPOUR BARRIER, guys. Vapour barrier and taping your damned seams!! NOT OPTIONAL. Bastards.
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A couple of days ago, when the cold snap first hit, I got up one morning to find the temperature in the living room (usually the warmest room because that's where the wood stove is, aside from teh bathroom with it's baseboard heater) was 15c. Usually I like it about 22 in here. But, see, since I'm not getting up every hour to add more wood (or crashing on the couch and wreaking my back so I can add more wood more easily), so what I do is load the firebox full and close the damper. It smoulders all night, in the morning there's still a few coals left, the room hasn't cooled off all that much, and I just stir up the coals and toss in more wood and open the damper, and we're good.
Them yesterday it was only about 11c in here. Took FOREVER to heat up. Today? 8c. EIGHT DEGREES ABOVE FREEZING. That is bloody ridiculous and I am fed up. After having a blazing fire going for about an hour (good thing I woke up and threw another log on at 3!), it's warmed up-- to 11c. ><
I pulled in a heater and have that going too, and the kids are hiding in the bathroom until it's time to go to school (playgroup today eh). What I've been doing until now is getting Karl to school, then grabbing another hot water bottle (2 litre pop bottles make the BEST hot water bottles; they stay warm all night long and don't care if you lie on them), refilling the fire box, and crawling back to bed until things warm up in another few hours. But today is play group so we're all up and getting dressed and freezing our asses off. Yay.
It's supposed to have a high of -21 tomorrow, and then over the weekend it's supposed to warm up to around freezing again, so that's pretty awesome. Gods, I get so fed up with people (usually south of where I am) who think climate change is either a scam or doesn't matter (because a global increase of an average of about 1 degree, so what). Thing is, sure, it's an AVERAGE of one degree, but that means that the equator will barely change. But you see more change the further north you go, and in my area, which isn't anywhere near the arctic, we're seeing temperatures of about THIRTY DEGREES warmer than average over the winters. Have been for about the past seven years. So don't give me that "oh it's not real" bullshit because I and my toes can tell you otherwise.
But for all that, I kind of can't complain when it's not -30. Because, you know what? Daytime HIGHS of -32 are FUCKING COLD.
As much as I want to go to Kingston, and as cool as Cold Lake sounds for the kids, Esquimault is sounding better and better. Failing that, a decent house with proper central heating and insulation would be AWESOME. It isn't this cold at my Dad's place!! But he has both of the above, and I have neither. VAPOUR BARRIER, guys. Vapour barrier and taping your damned seams!! NOT OPTIONAL. Bastards.
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