This is the scene at our house this morning.

Flaggers. Backhoes. Cones. No parking signs. Compressors. Guys drilling into concrete.

After a chilly month at The House on Fremont Street, we’ve having gas brought to the house and a new heating system installed, replacing those old, dangerous in-wall heaters that were single source of heat when we moved in… and that we promptly ripped out so that we could paint.

Long story short, our house has been a bit on the chilly side since we moved in!

It happened that both installs, gas and heat, landed on the same week, so we’ll be living in a construction site, of sorts for the next few days. I don’t think Everett will mind one little bit.

Here’s to having dry bath towels, being warm when we get out of bed in the mornings and to on-demand hot water.

(can you hear the angels singing? i can.)