Today, at long last, (wow, that sounds like a melodramatic Jr. higher) we got our wood stove safely installed in our basement. Or perhaps I should say my husband did; I sat in the relatively warm upstairs while he worked away. (I'm so thankful for him!)
We had to make two trips to Bozeman (two hours away) to get our special-ordered, hard-to-find 8 inch double wall stove pipe with 45 degree angles. It cost more than the wood stove did (we got it used for a good deal, though). : }
But now we can have a blazing fire in it without putting our house in danger of burning down.
The house is already much warmer. Yay! This is reason to celebrate.