Today’s high was 12. As I type this, it’s -1 with a wind chill of -7. Tonight, I glanced at The Nest thermostat and it gave me some bad news: the furnace is busted.
Lloyd’s a trooper. He looked at all the fuses and wires and furnace guts, did some Googling and found out that we cannot fix this. Tomorrow, I look forward to making a furnace repair guy grumble about working on a Sunday. Sorry, furnace repair guy.
Good thing I have all those space heaters, huh? 🙂