Do I live in a meat locker?
You know, one of the great things I was looking forward to this winter was not paying for heat. I lived in that drafty house for two winters, bundled up in sweats and socks and sweatshirts and blankets. I was really looking forward to living in this awesome apartment being toasty warm all winter and not having to worry about paying the heat bill.
Well, at least I'm not paying the heat bill. It's fucking cold in here today. I've turned the heat WAY up and the temperatue has ever so slowly creeped up from 62 to *almost* 68. My feet are ice.
I have on socks, sweats, a sweater and a pile of blankets on the sofa (including the one that plugs in and heats up!)
If it doesn't get better soon, I'll be marching myself down to the office tomorrow and getting a repair guy in here to check it. I touched the radiators.. they're a little warm... but not much.
It hasn't helped the wierd head space I've been in all day.
Groovy and I are headed back to the heated blanket...
It's 7:30 and I'm ready for bed.
Well, at least I'm not paying the heat bill. It's fucking cold in here today. I've turned the heat WAY up and the temperatue has ever so slowly creeped up from 62 to *almost* 68. My feet are ice.
I have on socks, sweats, a sweater and a pile of blankets on the sofa (including the one that plugs in and heats up!)
If it doesn't get better soon, I'll be marching myself down to the office tomorrow and getting a repair guy in here to check it. I touched the radiators.. they're a little warm... but not much.
It hasn't helped the wierd head space I've been in all day.
Groovy and I are headed back to the heated blanket...
It's 7:30 and I'm ready for bed.