Friday, January 01, 2010
Warm and Toasty... Again
On Tuesday (yes, the day before the big winter storm AND the day I'd planned to take down Christmas), our 250 year old furnace finally gave up the ghost for good.
Well, sort of.
We'd been coaxing it along—gluing it back together with chewing gum and duct tape and tricking it into working for a couple of winters now. Then on Tuesday, it said in a very snarky voice, "No, I'm not going to fall for your shenanigans anymore. I'm off to Heater Heaven and there's nothing you can do to stop me!"
Then it downed a handful of pills and I thought it was all over. . .
But a very nice furnace repair man came over Tuesday afternoon and pumped its stomach, forced it to breathe, and put it on life support so we could survive the next couple of days.
I didn't get Christmas taken down on Tuesday because of the furnace fiasco. It snowed a big one that night and all the next day. My storage shed which has all my Christmas boxes in it is now blocked by two feet of snow. Bad news: Christmas may not come down until spring. Good news: Lots of extra time to read—in between resetting the furnace so we didn't freeze to death.
Today, a nice furnace installer man came and pulled the plug on the old guy, hauled his bones off, and put a shiny new energy efficient furnace in its place. I like this new furnace. It keeps me toasty warm and doesn't talk back at all.
I think I'll keep it.