We are notoriously stingy when it comes to heating or cooling our house. We try really hard every year to make it to November before we turn the heat on. This morning when I got up I took a picture of the thermostat.
Marcus is normally happy when he wakes up and keeps himself occupied in his crib playing with his toys until you come get him. Not this morning. He screeched. I went into his room and he begged for his coat while I changed his diaper. I turned the furnace on and gave him his favorite treat: a pear. No dice.
I went outside to feed the animals and noticed fire in the shop fireplace had burned all night. Maybe we should camp out there next year so that we can make it until November before the furnace starts.
Karen is usually up by the time I leave for work, and I was running late today. She was still in bed. I went into the room and asked her if she was feeling ok. She said, "Yes, just cold. Waiting for the furnace to warm things up!"
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