That was not nice...
A ccouple of things.
So we have no heat. Not a big thing for me--I didn't notice, save that on Monday my beautiful katjabee looked like an Inuit, huddled in a sweatshirt and blanket. She looked miserable. Me? The only reasonthat I care about heat--or cold--is when I either get sick for ignoring it or in relationship to my wife. A warm katjabee is a happy katjabee--and with the stories of the Character Camp, I know that she would have had a miserable time due to the weather.
Yesterday, we found out that the problem is bigger than just something with the heater. We'll get it fixed, we have the money--that, and it appears that since its a repair, the gas company has to fix it. I'm cool with that. It was very nice for lys1022 and meamgrimlock to open their house for us, and s we braved the traffic and got our butts over there.
I don't care about temperatures, save when I'm told about them. Then I feel like I should be aware of them, and it scares me, because usually I undercompensate (and pnumonia is not your friend). I woke up--at my usual time of 4 am (or, as katjabee would say "O Dark 30)--to hear the sounds of rain falling. With these temperatures, it had to be freezing rain. So I spent the next hour and a half thinking about getting up and working, but not. The pull of a warm and cuddly wife was so strong that even I, SqueekBoy, failed my willpower roll.
But at five thirty, the things that I wasn't getting done overwhelmed me, and I left. I braved the storm, and came here.
And now it's off to work.
So we have no heat. Not a big thing for me--I didn't notice, save that on Monday my beautiful katjabee looked like an Inuit, huddled in a sweatshirt and blanket. She looked miserable. Me? The only reasonthat I care about heat--or cold--is when I either get sick for ignoring it or in relationship to my wife. A warm katjabee is a happy katjabee--and with the stories of the Character Camp, I know that she would have had a miserable time due to the weather.
Yesterday, we found out that the problem is bigger than just something with the heater. We'll get it fixed, we have the money--that, and it appears that since its a repair, the gas company has to fix it. I'm cool with that. It was very nice for lys1022 and meamgrimlock to open their house for us, and s we braved the traffic and got our butts over there.
I don't care about temperatures, save when I'm told about them. Then I feel like I should be aware of them, and it scares me, because usually I undercompensate (and pnumonia is not your friend). I woke up--at my usual time of 4 am (or, as katjabee would say "O Dark 30)--to hear the sounds of rain falling. With these temperatures, it had to be freezing rain. So I spent the next hour and a half thinking about getting up and working, but not. The pull of a warm and cuddly wife was so strong that even I, SqueekBoy, failed my willpower roll.
But at five thirty, the things that I wasn't getting done overwhelmed me, and I left. I braved the storm, and came here.
And now it's off to work.