Reality check

So, the last two weeks the respiratory junk has slowly been overtaking me. The sum of it is, I have a bad cold on top of a dry hacking cough, and I'm pretty miserable.

As a result, my mate and I stayed inside yesterday, concentrating of making Christmas presents (quilts, decorative pillows, etc). She sews, I cut, and I do the machine embroidery. All day long I'd been smelling something hot but I just thought it was the steam iron, or the adhesive spray I use when doing embroidery.

It was the furnace. A fan motor terminal burned off the controller board about 10:30PM. No sweat, I'm an old A/C guy and an electronic tech. I fixed that but after I put it together the whole board failed. I'm guessing the heat from the terminal caused a relay to short out. But this time it took out not only the board but the transformer and thermostat. So now all I have is a burner box and a fan motor. I gave up at 3:30AM and dug out the two space heaters we own.

So now I'm waiting for an estimator to price a replacement. In Illinois it's hard to even buy a furnace without a contractor's license, so it's not worth trying to replace it on my own.

Some say there's a silver lining to every cloud. I guess I can find two right now: First, maybe I'll actually be able to benefit from the 30% tax credit available until the end of the year, and second, and probably more importantly, something like this sure has a tendency to put my gender issues in the background. Not much comfort however.

Did I mention it was in the negative digits today (fahrenheit, for those of you using other systems--you know who you are)? I am managing to keep the house above 55 though, could be worse I guess.

Shivering in Chicago,
Carla Ann

PS Got the estimate, figured out how to pay the piper, the installation crew arrives tomorrow morning. Hope the boss understands me not being there.

Click Like or Love to appropriately show your appreciation for this post: