Tuesday was the coldest day on record here in decades, or so they said on the news. Below zero, with a load of snow already on the ground. A number of people lost power in some surrounding areas here, but magically, I never did lose power–although I was very prepared and expecting it. Any time power goes off in this area, my farm is almost always one of the ones involved. I’m just lucky that way! However. This time, my power stayed on. However! Not everything was roses as I battled in and out internet and my furnace broke down Tuesday morning.
Did I mention about Tuesday being a very cold day with below zero temps? Yeah, that Tuesday. THE COLD ONE. Addressing this problem, along with keeping animals sheltered and watered with frozen hydrants at the barn took up my day. Despite the fact that my road was snowed over and icy, I managed to get first my neighbor to come take a look at the furnace and give me some advice about what to do next then I got a well tender out here to double check the regulator at the well, make sure the problem wasn’t that my gas was frozen off. (It wasn’t.) He was very helpful and gave me a little tutorial about how to tell if the gas is frozen off and what to do if it is. Then I got an electrician out here, secure in the knowledge that it WAS the furnace and not the gas. He had to order the part I needed (a new motor) and it wasn’t going to be in until the next day, Wednesday. By then I was pooped and cold and trying to keep a fire going in the house.
Wednesday morning, I was out early and my car broke down. I managed to get assistance and actually get to the car repair shop. This is where I spent the entire rest of the day waiting while I got a new water pump, idler pulley, and thermostat. Worrying the whole time about getting home in time for the electrician to repair my furnace and about my very cold house without me there to keep a fire.
By the time I got home Wednesday evening, it was 40 degrees in my house. However! I had not missed the electrician and soon it was a balmy 50. (That’s what I told Morgan, anyway. Look, Morgan, it’s 50 degrees now!) And by the time we went to bed it was back to normal.
I really like heat.