This morning, I knew something was up when I only had cold water to wash my face. I woke Hubby as I got ready to pick up Younger Son at work to check it out. Apparently he had bumped a line on the hot water heater, and it just needed tightening.
But that wasn't the least of our troubles.
The inside temps started dropping, down to 63 by the end of the day. It seems the damper on our outdoor boiler has a broken sensor. (We discovered this at 9pm and the afore mentioned interior 63 degrees.) Why do these things always happen when it is blowy and like 9 degrees outside?
Of course, after Hubby bumped up the thermostat on Monday, and I was in a 76 degree house in shorts and tee shirt, with the fan blowing, I wasn't as put out as he was today.
Until he can get in touch with the local Amish dealer for our furnace Hubby stuck a big bolt in the damper, to hold it open. I think my big wool Leftover Pi Shawl/Blanket will be on the bed tonight.
I know the pets will appreciate it too.