Monday, January 8, 2018
Today I am grateful for central heating. And I wish we had some. We had it last night. We had it during the worst of the recent cold spell. We even had it this morning. And then we didn’t. Just like that.
I learned of this little fact when I called home from the Y after water aerobics this morning. We have a young houseguest from Japan for a few days and I was checking if he was up, had eaten what I left for him and to see if all was well. It was, with him. Not so much with the furnace. It died sometime between the time I left and when I called.
So when I got home I had Himself get out the small space heater. It helps a little. And I lit every candle and turned on every light in the house, which also helps, but not much anymore as it gets cooler and cooler in here. When it’s cool we both feel like we have to pee more often. Tomorrows post will probably be about the dual concussions we got racing into the bathroom at the same time.
I refuse to say it’s cold and will pull this hood off when Himself gets back home. If he ever turns off the car heater and actually comes in the house. Because he is acting like we are living in a cardboard box on the shores of Lake Michigan.
The “guy” will be here between noon and 4. I sure hope it’s sooner rather than later, because I have to stop every so often and stick my frozen fingers under the laptop to heat them up a little.
There is good news. The single digit temperatures have passed along with the torturous winds. It is also Monday and not Sunday, where we would be paying double time for someone to come out. See how positive I can be? Frostbite does that to me.
I’m so grateful for heat. I can’t wait until I can turn it back on. And it works!