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Baby, It's COLD Outside!

Actually, I digress, it's a bit warmer today. But anyway, back to regular scheduled programming...

Lemme tell you a little story.

Once upon a time, a young couple (that'd be me and Mr. Wonderful) and their little family (that'd be Pal, Belle, and Dubya) bought a house from a couple that had previously had a wood stove in aforementioned house and, hence, were eligible for "dual fuel", or "off peak" heat.

Quick factoid regarding "dual fuel" heat: you get a significant savings on your electric heat if you have a back up heat source and allow the electric company to turn off your heat (only for a couple of hours) during peak usage times. Another factoid: electric heat is SPENDY, so the inconvenience of the electric company shutting off your heat, temporarily, is well worth it.

Back to the story:

So, we also have fireplaces...more for looks, but they'd prob do in a pinch if we were in dire straights...so, we still qualify for the dual fuel thingamajig.

Anyway...so, we've made do. Noticed some chilly times here and there turning out 10 years here, but nothing we couldn't handle. AND THEN...we remodeled. And we knocked out walls and lost a baseboard heater. No big deal, right?


WRONG.

Oh, so wrong.

Our current baseboard status is sorely lacking...and the last "off peak" day just about offed me. 

I noticed a chill to the air the other evening...it was FRIGID outside, so figured we just had to wait it out. And then it got colder. And colder. And OHMYGOSHI'MGOINGTODIE colder. I had on leggings. Sweatpants. A cami. A Sweatshirt. Socks. Slippers. And my big fuzzy, fleece robe. AND IT WASN'T CUTTING IT PEOPLE.

We said bedtime prayers (mine included a "Please, Lord, Baby Jesus, please let me survive") and I sat down on the recliner. Then, my oldest daughter looked at me, giggled and said, "MOM! Your nose is RED!!"...I was so cold it looked like I had been out in the elements!

It was then (when I determined I was getting frost bite, dying from hypothermia, and slowly losing feeling of my appendages) that I threw in the towel. I changed into flannel jammies, kept my socks and robe on, snuggled up with my fleece footie jammied baby, had my hubby heat up our fave hot pack and hoped for the best.

Turned out, I over dressed...slightly...because, OF COURSE our heat kicked in and I woke up in the middle of the night SO FREAKING HOT!!!!

The outside temps have risen and so, we haven't yet experienced another cold snap/peak usage night but guys? If I got that cold when when the mercury hovered at 0 outside, what the heck is gonna happen when it plummets to -30 in January??????

Help.

Please send warmth...and a baseboard heater or five.


Comments

  1. Mama M....You are such a good writer! I always feel your pain...or your joy...or whatever you are trying to convey!!!! I do not like to be cold!!! I certainly can understand that it is not pleasant!!! But I also understand what it is like to wake up dying of heat in the middle of the night once I have bundled up like that too! A happy medium would be nice huh?! :)
    I hope you will find ways to adjust sweetie! Love to you and your fun family! Keep your sense of humor always...I love it!

    Linda H. @ Truthful Tidbits

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