You know how some people think this time of year is insanely cold? They would be right, especially if they wake up after three and a half hours of sleep wondering WHY it’s so damn cold (I put the heat on 67 before going to bed, which is high for me.). After all, they ARE indoors, under the covers, in warm clothes. When I checked my thermostat yesterday morning to find out why it was so cold, and jack the heat up, it said it was 61 degrees. That’s ok for a short period of time in triple digit temperatures, but it’s like 26 degrees outside, and my internal thermostat says it’s 57. I WISH it felt like 57 degrees, but it doesn’t. It feels like frost bite is about to set it! Of course, I turned it up and the sense I had a week ago that a part was going to die on me came to life when it didn’t click on. Turning all the power off and turning everything back on didn’t help either, so that meant asking for help.
The fuses were checked and replaced. That’s a good place to start if you are relatively clueless about your HVAC system, which I absolutely am. Unfortunately, it was not the cure-all I thought, and prayed, it would be. I have a local company coming in the early afternoon to get this fucker up and running again. I am pretty sure I know what it is, and I am praying it’s an easy fix, as it was two and a half years ago in the middle of one of the hottest summers. That was my first lesson as to how these things work and it was interesting to hear the technician tell me that the part I needed is one he replaces around here “very often” because my electric company limits the amount of power each home gets during extreme temperatures. It makes sense, but having to replace it once every 2-3 years adds up. This coming year, I am going to learn how to do some of these things for myself. It’s certainly cheaper if you don’t have to call someone out to fix something. I am also going to find a quality handyman because I am utterly useless when it comes to things like electric wiring, plumbing, and fixing things I already know I am not qualified to fix.
Extreme temperatures and I have never done well. Summers have always killed me (even as a child), but with Fibromyalgia, as I get older, it hurts so much more to endure the extremes. I have several layers of clothing on and they will remain snug until the heat goes back on. Pray for me.
If you saw the insane amount of blankets on my bed and wrapped around me, you’d think this part Siberian chick was actually IN Siberia. If I could find earmuffs right now, I’d be wearing them with absolutely no shame.
If someone passes the freezer, kindly hand me the Svedka. Thank you.
UPDATE: It was 51 degrees inside when I woke up this morning. It’s 20 degrees outside and will eventually reach into minus temperatures. Plus, a good 4 inches of snow and minus temps are expected here Thursday. UHHHH! When everything is good, I am thawing out in hot water until I use all of it up.