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I’m a disgruntled Metro-North commuter by morning, real estate journalist by day, insomniac by night, and cancer butt-kicker for life.

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One Step Closer to a Padded Room

I’m fairly sure the universe is having fun at my expense. Heat still not fixed, as a pipe to boiler did wind up breaking due to ice (luckily, fixable). Plumber told me to put heater down in basement to thaw the rest of the ice, and while I was searching for a place to put the cord, I whacked my head in the same part of the basement I did a few days ago. Except this time, I drew blood. So I went up to the bathroom to clean my bleeding scalp, and as I raised my arm to dab my head with antiseptic, the underwire in my bra snapped, giving me a nice little puncture wound.

Anyone know where I can order an inexpensive human bubble?

So We Followed All The Cold-Weather Advice…

One of them being keeping the faucets running to avoid having pipes freeze. Well, this is what we came home to tonight in the kitchen:

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So Alex is now attacking the kitchen sink and washing machine pipes with his heat gun. The good news is that we should have the oil burner up and running tomorrow to help us ride out the remainder of winter. Even if we keep the thermostat at 55°, it will still feel like a heat wave!

Some Days You Just Feel Like Marv

We had our first frozen-pipe issue this evening, when we realized that the water wasn’t coming out of the washing machine. So as Alex searched for the lantern, I went out the back door—and straight down the back steps. While the porch itself wasn’t icy, the steps still were, and I went sliding on my behind straight down into the driveway. Ouch.

We looked at the pipes in the basement, and all were properly insulated, which meant the frozen pipe was in the wall. So as I was leaving the area in the basement where the pipes were, Alex told me to mind my head—just as it whacked into the corner of the dropped-storage area.

So now I have a bruise on my behind and a bump on my head, feeling very much like a Wet Bandit.

Turns out that it was the PVC drainpipe that froze, and Alex was unable to de-ice it using his heat gun. Now we have the wash running.

When will winter be over?

Onto Month Three With No Heat

We’re now on our third month of having no heat, and it actually hasn’t been too bad—just annoying. Today, we put up some more curtains between rooms with no doors to trap some of the heat from the electric radiators and have sufficiently warmed our common room and bedroom. If we keep one of the blow heaters in the bathroom for about an hour, it’s warm enough to take a shower. We even survived -5° temperatures outside (truly a three-dog night).

Are they casting Survivor: Home Edition yet?

Happy 2014!

Wow, I haven’t posted here in a long time. What better day to come back than New Year’s Day?

It certainly was an exciting year, and plenty happened since my last entry of June 9. While in contract for the short sale, we found another house we liked a block away, and bought it while still in contract for the other.  We closed on the house July 18, and less than 18 hours later on July 19 (which also happened to be Lexcie’s 34th birthday), we marched over to Ossining Town Hall and got eloped!

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That day, a Metro-North train also derailed on our new home line (The Hudson Line), and we wound up driving into work. Since we eloped, we hadn’t taken time off of work, and both went in. On the way in, I called both my mom and boss and told them I got eloped. Mom was shocked, and of course, owning a bridal shop, asked me what I wore. The dress above was the only one in my wardrobe that doesn’t wrinkle, and since we didn’t have much at the house yet, that’s what I wore! It took us so long to get to Manhattan with traffic, by the time we drove in, parked, and got to our respective offices, my co-workers had set up a part with cake, champagne, and flowers. I was pleasantly surprised!

Apparently I’m quite talented at pouring champagne towers.

The house has been quite an adventure so far. It’s an 1884 Victorian and has a lot of little quirks, which we liked. It’s a never-ending project though! Right now, we’ve been without heat since the end of October, and it’s been quite the hassle trying to find someone who will covert us from oil to gas within a decent price range or is responsive. We’re hopefully getting somewhere, though. I’ll be chronicling all of my adventures soon on HouseByTheHudson.com.

A month later, I was finally told by my oncologist—after 8 years—that I could finally be called the “c” word. “Cured,” that is, which is huge.

There were plenty of other highlights, so 2013 will be hard to beat. I’m looking forward to what 2014 might bring!

I’m not making any resolutions this year, because I’ll probably break them all, but I leave you with my favorite proverb: Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.