My furnace went out yesterday, the coldest of the year. A tech came and got it back on. 3 hours after he left it went out again. He’s coming back this morning, but I faced the night — coldest of the year, -3°F with windchill below -20° — with space heaters and a few open taps to keep the pipes from freezing and bursting, and multiple electric blankets for me and the cats. I was freezing and shaking when I went to bed at 1am; I awoke at 5:30 to cloying dry heat, because the furnace mysteriously turned itself on in the wee hours. Got up, turned the thermostat back down to the usual 65°, have no idea if it will turn on again or plummet into the 50’s or below as it did last night.
Also had a bitter argument with a friend, a real disappointing horror.
Just a shitty terrifying night all around, so I drew a picture.
Let me guess– the argument was political?
I hope I’m wrong, but that seems to be the main source of friction these days.
Actually the argument was not political. Take heart, there are still other ways to be jerks!