Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Sometimes global warming is a good thing
I spent the weekend at my mother's. Oh. My. God. I didn't realize that two people could be so loud. They bicker. Constantly. At full volume. The TV is always on, also at full volume, because C, my mother's boyfriend, is hard of hearing. Plus, there was some drama with C's son and wife, which just added another layer of tension to an already-stressful situation. I got home late last night even though my mother wanted me to stay another day. We don't have heat, but I couldn't take it any more. It was warm, but I'd rather be chilly and stress-free. Well. Relatively stress-free.
TCBIM has put in the new boiler and hot water tank by himself. He had help yesterday, for about three hours, but the rest of it he's done alone. I am amazed at how much he got done. We have hot water, which is good. And the weather is abnormally mild, which means that the house is holding at about sixty degrees, give or take, which is quite bearable. I'm sitting here in a long sleeve t-shirt, trousers and socks and I'm a tad cool, but it could be much, much worse.
I do feel bad for TCBIM. We have an old house and the part of the cellar that houses the boiler is maybe five and a half feet high. I can't stand up straight in it and I'm five eight. He's six one. Installing all that pipe, which sits just below the joists, when you can't stand up straight, has to have been incredibly awkward. He says his back and shoulders are killing him today.
We should have radiators hooked up tomorrow. He had to get some special brackets from work and they didn't come in today. We put ceramic heaters in the girls' rooms and it kept them nice and warm last night. The Bug slept with us last night and she was fine. If tonight is as nice as last night, we should be fine until tomorrow.
I really am starting to think that I killed babies in a past life, though. I have had such shit luck this year that it's ridiculous. I don't know who has my name in their freezer or what god I've pissed off, but I'm sorry, ok? Can you just lay off me now? Please? I will be eternally greatful.