I'm not going to say "Happy First Day of Winter" or "Happy Winter Solstice." When you wake up to sub-zero temperatures, there's not a lot to be happy about. Unless...
You caught your 33-year-old furnace dying a slow death before it reached its end of life moment. A good thing hubby's been mostly homebound for 2 months. He could tell the old thing was making a racket. When Santa's elf came to look at it Monday, we were fortunate he had a new one in stock at his workshop.
Jim told him: "This is great because my wife and I couldn't figure out what to get each other for Christmas this year."
Merry Christmas to us!
We're grateful to have a new, far more efficient unit heating the house especially when we are heading into the holy polar vortex holiday weekend!
This was my morning commute temperature. I had to take a screen shot because who puts subzero temps and tents together? Not my first thought today at all.
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