So much work to do.  So little time to do it.  I am so close to finishing things in the master bedroom. Unfortunately, I’m at that stage where the only things left are weird sizes and shapes, and I don’t know how to pack them.  I am running out of energy so quickly, now, and there is no end in sight. First, there was weeks of sorting and packing our old place. Now, weeks of packing the stuff here. Then our own stuff will get here, and we will have to unpack that.

My energy levels are dropping fast.

Speaking of energy…

My mom never transferred the electric bill to us, so she got the bill for the month my husband and daughter were here (the meter readings go in mid-month). It went from over $60 to keep an empty house from freezing, to over $300.

With all four of us, the next bill will probably be higher. At least for the winter.

It’s transferred over to our name, now. We want to pay my mom back, of course. That might delay getting a new hot water tank, though. My brother found what may be the last two bands in the country, if not the continent, and ordered them.  Hopefully, replacing them will work. It will not be easy. The old bands will need to be slid out, then the new ones pushed around the inner tank, all through the panel openings.

Here’s hoping that does the trick.

Meanwhile, my husband has been looking up solar. It’s available through the power company, so it gets paid for with the energy bill.  It’s a grid tie in system, so excess energy produced in the summer, for example, goes back to the grid and we would credited for it. Theoretically, if we get a big enough system, and a sunny location (not the roof, as it slopes the wrong way), we would consistently generate more than we need, and our electricity bills would just be paying off the system, or slightly more.

The catch. It has to be done by the home owner.  Which is my mom. We would need het permission to do it.

But that is to look into more in the future.

Now I need to find the energy to get back to packing.

The Re-farmer