It happened a few nights ago, and today again, the same thing.
We were feeling bad, for wanting to put the heater on.
Why, you ask? Because it’s Spring. We should have the doors open ’til 5pm until the seasonal fresh air wafts on through at which point we close up the house. The sunnier weather should seep through the windows and comfort our home. The increased daylight savings should also add to the overall light-filled and jovial nature of our household.
But it’s Melbourne weather we’re talking about peeps. Spring just ain’t Spring, and we’re not in Kansas anymore Toto.
On average October is a wet month, and so in amongst our starting-sunny days, the rain also comes WITH the cold.
You know those memories you have growing up, when you were just a child living with your parents, and there were days where you were cold, but your parents were like
“It’s not cold, put on a jacket.”
“I’m cleaning the house, we need some fresh air.”
“Here’s the vacuum cleaner.”
That from your Mum, and then your Dad didn’t help you much either, as he had been out in the gardening sun, tending to his vegetable patch, and had no need for a heater either.
“Here, I’ll give you a heater,” he would say as he handed you a garden rake.
Hubbie and I remembered this all in amusement as we were feeling bad for wanting to put the heater on in mid-October. And then he was like “hey, we’re in charge here.”
“We make the rules.”
“Yeah,” I started encouragingly. “We do!”
And just as he put the heater on we high-fived each other.
Damn straight we make the rules.
And just like that, a simple act of gratitude for the day was born.
The ability to put the heater on when we damn well liked.
And as much as people whinge and bitch and moan about the bills, responsibilities, chores and routine of adulthood, can we just stop for a minute and remember that as adults, we get to make rules?
WE GET TO MAKE THE RULES.