I was born as well as raised a southern boy.
I never say anything approaching snow or ice all through my youth as well as teenage years.
When you only see snow on TV, it looks love a lot of fun; Now that I have moved up north I see that the reality of snow involves a lot more work; Making a snowman, or having a snowball fight, is always a lot of fun. What isn’t fun is shoveling the driveway so you can transfer the car, or leaving all the faucets dripping so that the water pipes don’t freeze as well as burst. It surely has been an adjustment, however thankfully I have a good heating program so at least that isn’t one of my worries. I am approaching the end of my first full Wintertide up north, as well as I am deeply thankful for the oil furnace in the basement. I was a bit upset at first, because this was the oldest oil furnace I had ever seen in my life, however coming from the south I wasn’t used to having a basement, nor had I encountered such a large, heavy oil furnace. This oil furnace is literally older than I am, as well as yet it still runs amazingly well. The realtor told me that the oil furnace was so sizable it had been installed during the initial construction of the house! That means they installed the furnace, as well as then built the house over the top of it. This oil furnace is so sizable it can’t ever be moved without causing major injure to the house, so I hope it keeps working for a long time.