This is a rant.
When we arose this morning, the temperature outside was 0F degrees. Brrrrr, that sure is cold. I haven’t been out of the house for fear of enduring the frigid weather. Even our dog rushes out and just as fast comes back inside the house when it’s time for her to do her constitution. No matter what we do or what we wear, we just can’t seem to get warm right now! As much as I love my home in the Hudson Valley, no amount of love should make me endure what I can not stand. Weather wise that is.
For me, it’s back to the drawing board. I have to find another solution to resolve our frigid wintertime endurances. I thought I had it all licked last year with a condo in Florida. That didn’t quite work out. Lately, I’ve been thinking outside the box. Lots of American retirees settle down in Panama. To take up residence in Panama, all you need to prove is that you receive $1,000 a month in retirement funds, and you’re in like flint. The cost of living is cheap in Panama plus they take the all American dollar. No need to do any fund exchanges.
In the interim, 20 more days and I’ll be in Florida. Hubby won’t. He wanted a break. I think now he’s regretting that choice. Both of us had forgotten just how brutal the winters can be up here. And how expensive. Just got a full tank of propane to heat the house at $948.28. Oops. That hurts. We keep the indoor temp at 68F during the day, 65F at night and we sleep under an electric blanket set at medium! Also, the property taxes are due mid-February in the amount of $1743.58. Ugh, I feel my pain. Throw in the $756 we spent on thermal winter clothing and I’m not seeing any benefit staying here in the winter. It really was cheaper for us to spend two or three months down in Florida when you spreadsheet it out.
Back to Square One.
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try and just try again. You have to pick yourself up and give it another go around. And that’s what I’ve been working on lately. This is NOT the way I want to live. I’m not living my true authentic life and its starting to bug me. Even if I have to go solo, I have to go back to the drawing board and find a solution to this wintertime delemma. I feel that we missed so many opportunities along the way that it just may not be feasible for us to do anything anymore other than endure. We’ll see.
As God is my witness, next winter I will be in Key West. My inner beach bum is calling me and I need to answer.