weekend went down toilet
KU beat KSU so that was all good. We didn't stomp on them but we pretty much held the halftime lead and they never got closer than ten points. Other games were good except for Duke coming back and beating Virginia. Not that I didn't want an unbeaten to fall, but I can't stand Duke.
Saturday's happy was just watching basketball all day.
On Sunday I decided to blow off church and sleep in. Got up around 10:15 which was lovely, walked by the thermostat and noticed that while the furnace was running, it read 63 degrees. It was set at 65. I hurried downstairs and put my hand over a floor vent and it was blowing cool air.
*sigh*
Called my HAC guy and they called back right away and sent a guy within thirty minutes--benefits of being on a contract: preferential service and not having to pay for out of work day hours calls. While I was waiting the furnace went off which I found bizarre, so I bumped it up a degree; it came back on and blew warm air.
Smartly I didn't call to cancel because...
Apparently something inside the twenty year old furnace had cracked and there was an open flame. New furnace needed (after needing a new air conditioner last year). Of course that isn't going to happen on a Sunday, but first thing Monday for around $1750. Yeah, I so don't have that. But, can't live without a furnace. It was already flurrying and naturally was supposed to be one of the coldest nights this year. This couldn't happen last week when it was 75 degrees????
He had to turn off the gas.
As soon as he left I took a shower (before it got too cold) and did a load of laundry. Then I bundled up in front of a space heater with the heating pad on and, with a nervous stomach, watched tv and read fanfic as it got colder and colder. I had hoped to stay home till around 5:30 before heading to my parents' but I gave up around 4:00. I turned off the water and turned on the kitchen faucet to let it drain and because that's the one that freezes. Left on lights and the space heater, and prayed the cats would be okay and that the house wouldn't burn down.
Needless to say I was nervous and worried all night. I finally ate an omelet and some toast around 5:30 p.m., first food I'd eaten all day. I didn't watch any of the Superbowl; did watch the last two Constantines on my computer and read more fanfic.
This morning with it all of two degrees outside and my car covered in frost (god knows where the scraper is; hopefully my garage), I headed home to meet the HAC guys at 8:00 and see if my cats were alive.
They were fine. Had eaten everything I'd left for them.
The water was still inexplicably draining so I turned that off. The sun was out and it was to get to 32 today.
I wasn't too worried about the house burning down because 1) the heater is a Vornado which turns off if you knock it over and 2) the neighbors would have called my parents'.
I used my digital meat thermometer to check the interior temp and it was 52 so really not that bad. I probably could have stayed there but I had no clue how cold it would get. I had these images of going in and seeing my breath.
Anyway, dad sat there bundled up with a thermos of coffee (because with the gas off my stove doesn't work--something I'd completely forgotten about) and the HAC guys showed up at 8:00 sharp. They finished around 11:45. Dad turned back on the water.
Oh, you know how every faucet in the northern hemisphere turns to the left to turn off? My main water valve goes to the right... IDEK
I may run home after work before going to the grocery just to make sure it's actually warming up because I get all paranoid.
KU plays Iowa State here tonight. I plan to just curl up and watch bball in my hopefully warm house.
So, I guess Sunday's happy is that I'm lucky enough to have somewhere free to go when I can't stay in my own home and a dad who makes the best omelets.
We'll see what today's is...
Oh, and it's supposed to be in the fifties tomorrow and snow three inches on Wednesday. Can the weather make up its frickin' mind!?
Saturday's happy was just watching basketball all day.
On Sunday I decided to blow off church and sleep in. Got up around 10:15 which was lovely, walked by the thermostat and noticed that while the furnace was running, it read 63 degrees. It was set at 65. I hurried downstairs and put my hand over a floor vent and it was blowing cool air.
*sigh*
Called my HAC guy and they called back right away and sent a guy within thirty minutes--benefits of being on a contract: preferential service and not having to pay for out of work day hours calls. While I was waiting the furnace went off which I found bizarre, so I bumped it up a degree; it came back on and blew warm air.
Smartly I didn't call to cancel because...
Apparently something inside the twenty year old furnace had cracked and there was an open flame. New furnace needed (after needing a new air conditioner last year). Of course that isn't going to happen on a Sunday, but first thing Monday for around $1750. Yeah, I so don't have that. But, can't live without a furnace. It was already flurrying and naturally was supposed to be one of the coldest nights this year. This couldn't happen last week when it was 75 degrees????
He had to turn off the gas.
As soon as he left I took a shower (before it got too cold) and did a load of laundry. Then I bundled up in front of a space heater with the heating pad on and, with a nervous stomach, watched tv and read fanfic as it got colder and colder. I had hoped to stay home till around 5:30 before heading to my parents' but I gave up around 4:00. I turned off the water and turned on the kitchen faucet to let it drain and because that's the one that freezes. Left on lights and the space heater, and prayed the cats would be okay and that the house wouldn't burn down.
Needless to say I was nervous and worried all night. I finally ate an omelet and some toast around 5:30 p.m., first food I'd eaten all day. I didn't watch any of the Superbowl; did watch the last two Constantines on my computer and read more fanfic.
This morning with it all of two degrees outside and my car covered in frost (god knows where the scraper is; hopefully my garage), I headed home to meet the HAC guys at 8:00 and see if my cats were alive.
They were fine. Had eaten everything I'd left for them.
The water was still inexplicably draining so I turned that off. The sun was out and it was to get to 32 today.
I wasn't too worried about the house burning down because 1) the heater is a Vornado which turns off if you knock it over and 2) the neighbors would have called my parents'.
I used my digital meat thermometer to check the interior temp and it was 52 so really not that bad. I probably could have stayed there but I had no clue how cold it would get. I had these images of going in and seeing my breath.
Anyway, dad sat there bundled up with a thermos of coffee (because with the gas off my stove doesn't work--something I'd completely forgotten about) and the HAC guys showed up at 8:00 sharp. They finished around 11:45. Dad turned back on the water.
Oh, you know how every faucet in the northern hemisphere turns to the left to turn off? My main water valve goes to the right... IDEK
I may run home after work before going to the grocery just to make sure it's actually warming up because I get all paranoid.
KU plays Iowa State here tonight. I plan to just curl up and watch bball in my hopefully warm house.
So, I guess Sunday's happy is that I'm lucky enough to have somewhere free to go when I can't stay in my own home and a dad who makes the best omelets.
We'll see what today's is...
Oh, and it's supposed to be in the fifties tomorrow and snow three inches on Wednesday. Can the weather make up its frickin' mind!?