An odd blessing to count: If the heater in your house doesn’t work, at least you can live in Tucson.
It’s cold in Tucson right now. I know that’s relative. We aren’t below freezing, but 40 is still real cold. We tried turning on our heater the other morning when we got up. It was 64 degrees in the house when we turned it on. It was 63 in the house after we got dressed and were eating breakfast. Last I checked, that’s not how a heater is supposed to work.
So Thursday we called the heater guys to come fix it on Friday. They said they’d come some time between 2 and 5. Apparently that means 2+5 because they showed up just before 7pm, minutes before our Tucson shin-dig started. So we’re having to reschedule.
Saturday we bought a small space heater to use in whatever room we are in at the time. And we have sweatshirts we wear. And of course no house of mine is ever low on blankets. So we’re warm.
And of course, at least we’re only 40 degrees cold instead of 10 degrees cold without a heater.