Good Friday

Today is Good Friday, a deeply religious day for many. I grew up attending a strict private school that leased from a church.  Sadly, the school is gone, though the church (built 1909-1914)  still stands.  Once a day, we silently marched into the hallowed temple that had exquisite stained glass windows.


On day one of the school year,  we were issued strict instructions on how to enter, sit and depart the sacred cathedral.   For 30 minutes we sang, prayed, meditated and listened to the Vice Principal, who taught us religion. We could raise our hand, at the end of the service, asking questions.  Besides studying Christianity, we also briefly studied other religions because our small school populace included a diverse group, referred to as interdenominational.

One influential lesson that clearly sticks out in my mind; we were taught not to hate others, because their religious beliefs, were far different than the ones we chose. 


How I wish that lesson was taught worldwide, to everyone. 
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It's pouring down rain here on Hartwell Lake, but that hasn't deterred nearly two dozen boat launchings, that began at sunup. Not that I've seen the sun, I guess you could call it a cloud-up. 


At 58 degrees, I am chilly, with my ceramic electric heater keeping my feet toasty warm as I write. My little puppy is still in bed, all curled up in a tiny ball. He sleeps in, after I arise. I guess puppy playing really drains him out. 


If you live in an RV with a propane-only furnace, I highly recommend an electric ceramic heater as an alternative. Being that electricity is included where I workcamp and propane is not, well the savings are obvious. Since it's just me alone, I can move the heater around to where ever I am in the motorhome, though it puts out a tremendous amount of heat, what with the two settings of 800 and 1500 watts.  I chose my particular ceramic heater because of its trim size and budget friendly price.  

Previously, I had bought an oil-filled portable radiator. It was heavy and bulky, a bit slow to warm up, though rather nice, one it did warm things up. The casters fought with my awful carpet I had at the time (since removed and replaced with vinyl tile). No matter where I put it in my tiny mini- motorhome, it was in the way.  Except in the shower stall. 

Many cold nights and days, , I simply put it in the open shower stall to run, as that was closer to my bedroom. Of course this was ridiculously dangerous,  if I had a plumbing malfunction, *ZAP*. 

When I first bought my motorhome, I was way too sick to travel or move, so it sat in my friend's driveway while I wasted away, dreaming about life on the road.  When I did finally gather up the strength to move along, I left the heavy radiator behind, with my friend.  

Then I discovered what a propane hog, my furnace is, whether it's my particular model, or if everyone has this problem, I don't know. But whenever I was chilly, turning on the furnace, meant literally watching the propane tank drain rapidly. I read an RV forum posting, where someone said they went camping for a weekend, with full propane tanks and it was cold. They ran the hot water heater fulltime, the furnace fulltime, and cooked on the propane stove.  Before the weekend was up, they were out of propane. That sure scared me!  

I still have propane hot water, though I want to save up for the electric conversion kit. As it is now, I only turn on the hot water about once a day, do all my dishes, take a shower, then turn it back off. The electric conversion kit would enable me to still use the propane when desired, but have electric hot water when plugged into outside electricity. That would mean having hot water  24 hours a day. WOW, wouldn't that be heaven on earth. 

It's now 10:30am, still overcast and drippy, though not officially raining. Puppy is STILL in bed, though he is awake and looking out the window now. He looks oh so depressed, when it rains. Even though it's warmed up to 61F degrees outside, I will have to bundle him up in one of his tiny sweaters or coats, to prevent him from shaking and shivering.  


Ditto for me!