My cold, or whatever has been ailing me, isn't doing well at all: but I'm feeling much better. I suppose someone could work up an ethical concern over massive casualties in the rhinovirus population, but I won't bother.
Oddly enough, I can't remember any protests as smallpox was heartlessly driven to extinction: and that's another topic.
I've been getting some work done, more of which won't happen if I keep writing this post.
We've had someone look at the furnace/heating system. Good news: the situation showed up in our yearly maintenance check of machinery that keeps the house warm during winter. Not-so-good news: there isn't just one malfunction. A whole mess of parts either aren't working, or aren't working properly. Sort-of-good news: we found out before the serious heating season started; and the parts can be replaced. More precisely, the parts can be replaced: once they arrive. There's a fair-sized order being, I hope, processed correctly.
Meanwhile, our main heating system is offline, and the household is setting up space heaters to keep conditions inside somewhat comfortable.
One of the benefits of higher energy costs, compared to what householders paid in my youth, is that it's been decades since the start of heating season was punctuated by news reports of exploding houses. In some sorts of stories, it would have been a funny situation. The reality wasn't amusing. Folks whose furnaces failed catastrophically didn't always survive.
Considering some of the alternatives, spending money on this year's repairs doesn't seem like such a bad thing, after all.
Vaguely-related posts:
- "Fogbound Streets of my Mind"
(October 3, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013) - "Minnesota Winter, and the Furnace is Fixed!"
(January 5, 2009) - "I'm Sick, the Furnace is Kaput, There's a Storm Coming: but Other Than That, Things are Fine!"
(December 29, 2008) - "Thursday: Furnace, Glasses, and a Violin Bow"
(January 25, 2008)
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1 comment:
It is good that you had it fixed before the major heating season began. I shudder to think what it would be like to have it break down in the middle of the season, much less in the middle of the night. There might not be enough comforters or hot chocolate to compensate for the cold!
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