This is how my last 12 hours have gone...
Last night, DW is off scrapbooking, so I have 'big wall' movie night. I have a projector hooked to the computer and a DVD of Rocky Horror Picture Show on the wall.
Getting cold air blowing on me. Furnace is not igniting. Oh $*%^&(*
Pull out electric heaters, I'll work on the problem Saturday morning.
Open the door for Steffi (the spoiled dog in the picture) to go out for her final wet of the night. Quick trip as it is misty rainy night. She is up on my bed, as usual, but she has just peed on my bed. Sheets bedspread, blanket and one pillow are wet.
I pulled all the bedding off and grabbed a blanket off the couch. I don’t have a spare mattress pad, so I set up to sleep on a bare mattress with a blanket and no heat.
Steffi wants back on the bed, my throat was raw from yelling at her, but I still yelled out NO. I put her on her living room bed, and I went back to my bed.
DW comes home about 11:15pm. I explained the night. Wife and the dog went to her room, I went back to sleep.
This morning, I wake up to 59 degrees in the house, and a layer of snow on the ground. It was 70 deg. a couple days ago, now we have snow, and a couple hours away, 18 inches of new snow.
I am a very active dreamer. While dreaming, I had answers. I took my blowtorch to the basement, and was able to fool the furnace into thinking everything was normal with the ignitor, so the furnace lit. We have heat. I also know where I can get the replacement part, so as soon as they open, off to buy a new ignitor.
DW was washing bedding when I got up; she is a dear wife to do that about 6am when there is no heat in the house.
So…a rough 12 hours. I haven’t even mentioned some of the other problems of the night, but they get into ‘other areas’.
Last night, DW is off scrapbooking, so I have 'big wall' movie night. I have a projector hooked to the computer and a DVD of Rocky Horror Picture Show on the wall.
Getting cold air blowing on me. Furnace is not igniting. Oh $*%^&(*
Pull out electric heaters, I'll work on the problem Saturday morning.
Open the door for Steffi (the spoiled dog in the picture) to go out for her final wet of the night. Quick trip as it is misty rainy night. She is up on my bed, as usual, but she has just peed on my bed. Sheets bedspread, blanket and one pillow are wet.
I pulled all the bedding off and grabbed a blanket off the couch. I don’t have a spare mattress pad, so I set up to sleep on a bare mattress with a blanket and no heat.
Steffi wants back on the bed, my throat was raw from yelling at her, but I still yelled out NO. I put her on her living room bed, and I went back to my bed.
DW comes home about 11:15pm. I explained the night. Wife and the dog went to her room, I went back to sleep.
This morning, I wake up to 59 degrees in the house, and a layer of snow on the ground. It was 70 deg. a couple days ago, now we have snow, and a couple hours away, 18 inches of new snow.
I am a very active dreamer. While dreaming, I had answers. I took my blowtorch to the basement, and was able to fool the furnace into thinking everything was normal with the ignitor, so the furnace lit. We have heat. I also know where I can get the replacement part, so as soon as they open, off to buy a new ignitor.
DW was washing bedding when I got up; she is a dear wife to do that about 6am when there is no heat in the house.
So…a rough 12 hours. I haven’t even mentioned some of the other problems of the night, but they get into ‘other areas’.
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