Remember this whole ordeal a couple of years ago where out heat went out at our house right in the middle of a cold snap? Looks like the rubber band that was installed on that repair has broken – which explains why I was sitting around last night thinking the house was so drafty. I was, in fact, feeling lots of cold air blowing on me, but it wasn’t from some new and mysterious draft that had suddenly popped up since the last cold snap – it was from the central heat & air blower vents. My wife recently got a “temperature taster” thing that can sense air temperature as well as direct readings (forehead, etc.), and I’ve been going around the house zapping the air with it:
Game room (where Evan and I are obviously going to be staying all day with the Avid and rope lights powered up) – 67 degrees
Evan’s room (one of the only tile floors in the house) – 58 degrees
Dining room next to the back door – 52 degrees
Today’s forecast high – 48 degrees
I’ve taken some immediate action, namely Turning Everything On That Generates Heat (including doing some cooking, which I needed to do anyway); it’ll run up the bill, sure, but so does running central heat at an average of 77 degrees. What I don’t know is what in the world we’re doing tonight: a couple of years ago it was “snuggle up with every available cat” but the equation changes ever-so-slightly with a one-year-old baby – it now takes on the dimensions of an emergency. Obviously it’s gonna be a long-sleeve day for him even in the house, but I have no idea what to do tonight. It may be time for a slumber party at the grandparents’ house. (Joy.)
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