Hometruths

Did I ever happen to mention that I live in a small red wooden cottage in the Norwegian countryside? Well, just in case I didn't: I live in a small red wooden cottage in the Norwegian countryside. And I love it here. Great view, nice and quiet, nature and did I mention quiet already? 

The house is an old house and things go wrong with it. The water has been an issue for over a year now (working very hard to get it sorted, one way or another), but other things go wrong as well. Like the leakage a few weeks ago. Came from the ceiling. They had a Pole come and sort it out in no time. Roof tiles missing? The Pole or somebody else will come and fix it. Again in no time. Today I had to report another problem.

Now, I love sleeping with an open window. And when there is no (northern) wind, I can do so. The window is old and has seen a fair few winters I imagine. So, opening and closing can be quite difficult at times. What with the wood expanding and shrinking due to the temperatures outside. This morning however...

I couldn't close it at all and when I looked a bit closer, I found out that the glass pane was slowly falling out. All that banging and such had not done the window much good. Ah well, the Pole will come and sort it out hopefully. 

Now, people keep telling me I should move. Get another place somewhere, like an apartment. And I honestly have been thinking about it. And I have even been looking. Sort of. But there are a few criteria I want: quiet, not in town, affordable, not an apartment. But I think that in the end, the real truth of the matter is, that I love it here. Just love it. That is why I have only been looking half-heartedly.