First night at the cottage
As I sit on the chair with my feet up on the footrest feeling the warmth of the fireplace heat I ponder what I am going to do this weekend.
I recognize my dad is going to go fishing with my Grandpa and they will try to get myself and others to join them.
My mother will spend time with my l Grandma baking and wonderful with wine on the back deck of the cottage. That leaves myself and others and my sibling. My sibling prefers to hike and I saw her pack everything she needs for her hiking adventure. I recognize I want to swim and check out the waterfall that is about a mile into the woods. It’s too cold to dive in the water though as the fall temperatures are no joke here. I packed a couple books and my space gas furnace for the room I sleep in. I also packed my slippers because the floors are harshly cold. At beach cabin the two of us have radiant heated floors so I never wear them. The two of us come to the cottage every year so I prepare for the worst. My Grandpa told myself and others last year that this cottage was her fathers so she never really wanted to replace it. She did the electricity though although she really needs to add new heating although she is content with just using the fireplace. I recognize my dad won’t replace it as well but if she hands it down to myself and others someday I am going to hire a heating specialist to replace the heating and put new windows in. I want to be comfortable when I go to the cottage. Currently I don’t recognize any comfort especially at night.