So the repair man came to fix our heater. It took him a couple of hours to get everything fixed (the exhaust motor needed to be replaced). An hour after he left the heat turned off… and won’t turn back on. Can you hear me beating my head against the wall? Someone is supposed to be here tomorrow morning between eight and noon to fix the fix. Thankfully one of my sweet friends brought over a couple of space heaters, so we won’t freeze tonight. Hopefully. I need tea.
I went to make tea and realized my husband had thrown away my brew basket, but since he was having the same crappy day I was I let it go, grabbed my tin of Vanilla Comoro (pyramid tea bags), and made myself a nice big mug. It’s wonderful vanilla comfort in a cup. I added a teaspoon of sugar which highlights the vanilla even more. Ah, good stuff.
Now I’m off to figure out optimum placement of space heaters when we go to bed tonight. Tomorrow will be a better day, right? Right?