It is mid January 2011, cold, bitter days with the wind chill in the teens and temperatures in the 20's. Add the wind factor and the teeth begin to chatter. This isn't cold for Jackson Hole, Wyoming or Buffalo, New York but this is cold for Fredericksburg, Texas! The crews have been working inside on all those important details you never see once the home is complete. It is kinda like all those important experiences that shape a woman's soul but you don't remember. The insulation is nearly complete and the crews are beginning to sheetrock the interior. All this will be covered with beautiful hand plastered walls in a soft beige color and in the old style. At some point we won't remember that the sheetrock and the insulation behind it are really what keep us warm and cozy.
Building this home reminds me daily of all the unseen layers behind our struggle to keep warm. I think about how we have to adjust the thermostat nearly daily to keep up with the changes. Then I thank God for the solid home being built that will withstand the wind, the rain, the bitter cold, the bright sun and the dry heat in these parts. Sometimes I wonder if I choose the best insulation and the sturdiest sheetrock. The choices are important. It doesn't seem to matter today but someday it will be very important, that is, when you least expect it.
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