Happy Easter!
Well, I'm a day late, but the sentiment is sincere. We had a really nice Easter, which was a surprise given that we had no heat and 17 people at our house for Easter dinner!
My parents arrived Friday to spend the weekend. Friday night after dinner, we were playing cards and started smelling something like electrical burning. It was in what we call the red room (formerly a garage, now an office/den). We wandered all around the room, sniffing and feeling outlets to see if they were hot. The electrical box is out there, it wasn't hot either. We couldn't find anything. We went back to playing cards and the smell got worse. We all got up and tried the sniff and search again. Still nothing. By the time it got to be bedtime, the smell was not as strong, so we didn't worry too much about it.
Saturday morning I woke up cold. That doesn't often happen. We have a programmable thermostat set for the temp to go up in the mornings. I pulled on my big fuzzy robe and went to look at the thermostat. It said the temp was 59 degrees in the house and the heat wasn't on. Chris was already up, but he had both his laptop and one of our cats in his lap, so he hadn't noticed that it was cold in the house.
So, here we are, Easter weekend, 17 people coming for dinner on Sunday, my parents spending the weekend with us, and no heat. I made coffee while Chris checked on the thermostat (Maybe it was the batteries. Nope, not that.) and the furnace (The blower wasn't blowing.). And the coffee maker overflowed coffee-ground filled black sludge all over the kitchen counter. The day was just getting better and better.
About the time I got the mess cleaned up and a new pot on, Chris figured out he couldn't fix the furnace and started making phone calls. He actually found somebody who'd come out on the Saturday of Easter weekend without charging us an additional arm and leg (on top of the regular arm and leg for a service call). Turns out this was because he didn't know what he was doing!
We have heat now, but had to give up all of our limbs to get it! More on the saga tomorrow.
My parents arrived Friday to spend the weekend. Friday night after dinner, we were playing cards and started smelling something like electrical burning. It was in what we call the red room (formerly a garage, now an office/den). We wandered all around the room, sniffing and feeling outlets to see if they were hot. The electrical box is out there, it wasn't hot either. We couldn't find anything. We went back to playing cards and the smell got worse. We all got up and tried the sniff and search again. Still nothing. By the time it got to be bedtime, the smell was not as strong, so we didn't worry too much about it.
Saturday morning I woke up cold. That doesn't often happen. We have a programmable thermostat set for the temp to go up in the mornings. I pulled on my big fuzzy robe and went to look at the thermostat. It said the temp was 59 degrees in the house and the heat wasn't on. Chris was already up, but he had both his laptop and one of our cats in his lap, so he hadn't noticed that it was cold in the house.
So, here we are, Easter weekend, 17 people coming for dinner on Sunday, my parents spending the weekend with us, and no heat. I made coffee while Chris checked on the thermostat (Maybe it was the batteries. Nope, not that.) and the furnace (The blower wasn't blowing.). And the coffee maker overflowed coffee-ground filled black sludge all over the kitchen counter. The day was just getting better and better.
About the time I got the mess cleaned up and a new pot on, Chris figured out he couldn't fix the furnace and started making phone calls. He actually found somebody who'd come out on the Saturday of Easter weekend without charging us an additional arm and leg (on top of the regular arm and leg for a service call). Turns out this was because he didn't know what he was doing!
We have heat now, but had to give up all of our limbs to get it! More on the saga tomorrow.
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