So far so good

Yesterday marked my one week anniversary as a Mainer.  I arrived a bit worried, not about liking Maine in general, but about how the cabin would feel in the dead of winter.  The propane lanterns seemed awfully dim to me this past summer, and I find poor lighting depressing.  I also hate to be cold.  (One might ask why I opted to move to an off-the-grid cabin in Maine.  I certainly have.)  Much to my surprise, the cabin feels cozy, not oppressive, claustrophobic, and bleak.  What a happy relief.