Monday, October 11, 2021

My drafty house has different climate zones.  This morning my bedroom is 55 degrees and the sunny guest room is in the 70’s. The eastern rooms warm up with the sun rise during the fall of no morning fog. The heater is no match to these temperature zones.

The Sunday NYT had a long article about the new zoning rules for California single family neighborhoods.  My neighborhood of single family homes already has various ADU. I am beginning to think about my yard. Not in my lifetime but in my kids lifetime.

My daughter and I talk about house shaming.  Parts of my home have become invisible to me. As my daughter begins to work in these areas, I have to swallow my pride and stay out of the way. I am getting well now that I have new things to worry about.

Ordered three more books on line, my usual method of dealing with uncomfortable feelings.