It's December the first and there has been no word on our boiler part. It snowed last night. Ok, so it only flurried a little, but still. Art keeps telling me that he hasn't heard from the heating guy, which to him means that the part isn't in. Art has absolute faith that, once our part arrives, the guy will drop everything and come to our house to put it in (which is a "bitch of a job" said the boiler man). I came home last night and it was 54 degress in the house. The woodstove took the edge off, but when I woke up this morning it was 47 degrees. Being cold makes me really, really crabby, especially when it could have been easily avoided.
I warned Art months ago that if he didn't fix the boiler soon, it was going to be December by the time we got any heat.
At the time I was exaggerating.
1 comment:
Should have called Putney Heating & Air! I told you so! :)
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