One of Aesop’s fables compares a hard-working ant and a free-wheeling grasshopper. During the summer, the ant works hard gathering food while the grasshopper plays. But when winter comes the grasshopper finds himself starving and cold, while the ant has saved enough to be comfortable.
Well, it is the middle of September and I have been one naughty, loafing, foolish grasshopper. For nearly two months I have had weekends full of parties, weddings, parades and picnics–lovely stuff, for sure– but I now find myself on winter’s doorstep completely unprepared for the cold days ahead.
A cold snap in the temperature earlier this week showed me exactly how precarious my situation is. My remodelling project upstairs has been stalled for weeks, with the radiator disconnected and the boiler drained, so the heating system is completely off-line. After a few days where the temperature outside didn’t reach much above 60 degrees, it was getting dowright chilly in the house. The thermostat read 65 degrees inside and I was using an electric space heater in my office and burning logs in the fireplace to try to keep the place comfortable.
I’ve still got a few weeks to channel my “inner ant” and kick this project into gear, before the temperatures become a real concern. However, I’ve left myself woefully short of project time and the result wil be some form of compromise in what I can hope to accomplish with the time remaining.
The good news is that I should find myself with a bit of mid-week project time over the next couple weeks that should help me get things jumpstarted. This would have been so much easier if I had just stuck with it back in July– but I bet all the grasshoppers say that.