Last fall my husband and I purchased an old house in northern New York State from two elderly sisters and it became our new house.
Having moved into our new house and with Winter fast approaching, I was concerned about the house’s lack of insulation. I’m used to living somewhere that is easy to keep warm in the Winter so I had my reasons to be concerned.
“If they could live here all those years, so can we!” my husband confidently declared and that put an end to my argument.
Well, one November night the temperature plunged to below zero and we woke up to find that the interior walls of the living room were literally covered with frost.
My husband decided to call the sisters who we had bought the house from, to ask them how they had kept the house warm over the Winter.
After a rather brief conversation with them, he hung up the phone.
“Well”, I asked him. “What did they say?”
“For the past 30 years”, he muttered, “they’ve gone to Florida for the Winter”.
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