I want a fire. Dammit.

[Uthrecht]

Sounds like you bought the house I sold about six years ago, Solfy. 160-year-old farmhouse. Marvelous, marvelous place. The wooden floors were magnificent. It had a two-story fireplace set using the same chimney, and a second chimney with fireplace in the first floor, with a walled-up second-floor one.

Of course, the chimneys were in the same overall condition and needed to be cleaned. And the heater was using the one chimney for exhaust, but wasn't really exhausting.

Did I mention the knob-and-tube wiring spliced off the romex, spliced off the modern wiring? But I digress.


The point is, go get some wood and newspaper, or go get a fire log at a Target/Walmart/wherever. Then light a match, or use a magnifying glass, or use a magnesium stick and whack it with an expensive kitchen knife, or just make it really, really mad.