We continue to press forward on our experiment with no heat. That being said, I don't think we are going to make it. Last night Ross could not stop asking me "why are we doing this?" "How is this fun?" I told him that we need to become tough like the pioneers. He looked at me as if I was ridiculous. I then told him that the furnace was broken so we had to figure out how to survive (he didn't believe me). I mean it was kind of sad - he heated up the George Foreman and warmed his hands while cooking his chicken. I sat and listened to him complain about it all - in the kitchen - dressed in a hat and gloves.To make matters worse - I slept last night in thermal tights/sweats/turtleneck and a sweatshirt. At 1:00 am I woke up and decided that I was warm enough to take off my hat and my gloves. I've downgraded my goal and now just want to see if we can make it through October. I don't think we can.
On the bright side of things - it makes coming to work a treat.
Don't worry - Laurie's visit last weekend was a blessing - the second before she walked in the door Ross cranked up the heat to a respectable level. I, of course, cranked down that heat the second she left.
6 comments:
I am just going to say it.. You are crazy! Didn't it snow there yesterday?
T, you crack me up. Did I ever tell you about the winter we rented a house from Karl's mom in Smithfield? He was the heat Nazi, trying to make his mom proud with the low bills or something. It was terrible. I had to do my whole portfolio in this freezing room. He thought he was being all nice by putting plastic on the windows.
Come spring and time to take the plastic down and he had freaking left the window open like 3 inches! The whole winter!
Do you really want to have anything in common with Karl?
Come on, give the guy a break! Hats and gloves!! Mike would never let you get away with that. I thought I was bad. I'd better tell him to go over to your house to see what cold really is!
KT! You are going to freeze your pipes! Turn on the heat! Also, I don't know how you could possibly sleep with all of those layers on. That sounds like my own personal hell.
I just don't understand.
Kitty, I know I speak for everyone when I tell you...you make me sick you're so stupid. Maybe living in a Tundra-like environment is similar to being cryogenically frozen and will stop the aging process in its tracks like an ice cold fountain of youth.
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