Cracks in paradise?

I feel as if paradise has a tiny crack in it at the moment, its really damp and cold and the house heating is inadequate to say the least. My craft room has no heat since the stove blew up, landlords have not replaced yet. What always used to be my haven in the old house isn't in this. I am permanently cold and due to this quite miserable, I even regretted the move this weekend which isn't me at all. I'm putting some of it down to the wheel turning, maybe I'm nearer to it here? I feel the fact that its the dark of the moon and that from Samhain it is more of an inward retrospective time of year and my thoughts are dark. Instead of looking forward to the dark half of the year I dread it. Being in tune with nature isn't all light, you have to have the dark to balance and my dark is a maudlin tearie dark today. Some of it is the pain, constant pain and the cold makes me lose feeling in my feet and hands and that doesn't help with knitting. I've done a lot more on the shawl and a little on the sideways jacket. Yesterday I didn't go over the doorstep, not even to help with the firepit renovation. Mr mog helped but I didn't want company except my own so I stayed in by the fire knitting and watching the flames. Tomorrow we go to baby sit and my daughters house is warm and there is the large bath so I will be a warm moggie:) I'm working on ideas for warming the house, I wasn't going to have curtains as we aren't overlooked but think certainly in the rooms that aren't double glazed I'll need to. Also maybe a couple of little heaters to help in the mornings when there is no warmth at all. Our heating is from the coal /wood fire so only works in the day when fire is lit.
Sorry to be a morbid moggie, come Samhain I hope my mood lifts