We purchased an old home in Northern New Mexico from two elderly sisters. Winter was upon us and I was concerned about the house’s lack of insulation. “If they could live here all those years, so can we!” my husband confidently declared.
One February night the temperature plunged to below zero, and we woke up to find interior walls covered with frost. My husband called the sisters to ask how they had kept the house warm. After a rather brief conversation, he hung up.
“For the past 30 years,” he muttered, “they’ve gone to Arizona for the winter.”