The temperature is predicted to drop to 33 degrees tonight. Our heat has died. Don’t you think we should take four children, two dogs, one cat and half a dozen fish to a hotel? It doesn’t sound like much fun when I see it written down but neither does trying to sleep in frozen tundra.
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I inspected the flue last night. All is well but it will need a professional cleaning sooner than later. No buildup. No chimney firehazards.
Jed’s got the wood chopped. Will be toasty tonight!
Lots of blankets. That’s all I can really say. Good Luck!
Oh…you Southerners! So adorable with your propensity for warm weather. 33 degrees? Hah! Up here in the wild North, we laugh at 33 degrees! That’s short pants weather up here, my friend. 33 degres? Let’s set up the barbecue and cook up some burgers! Hah! 33 degrees.
Actually, it’s supposed to be 23 degrees up here tonight. No frozen tundra but the heat will definitely be cranking!
The chimney hasn’t been inspected in 3 years.
We’ve got three bedrooms and a fold out couch and Mickey is out of town, come on over!! I’m not family so I won’t even bother you.