Last night our furnace started emitting a high-pitched wail. We went down and checked it out, because we know so much about furnaces, and decided after gazing at it for a few seconds that it probably needed some servicing. Something else our landlord has to deal with.
We went to bed, and in the middle of the night I had to go turn the heat down, because every time it came on the wail woke me up. I envisioned our furnace exploding beneath us (over-active imagination at night).
This morning as I was lying in bed, I realized the heat wasn’t coming on at all, and it was chilly. Yup, we’re out of oil. Already. We just got $300 worth put in on November 30! That’s more than $150 a month, more than $5 A DAY. Scary. And we rarely have it about 66 degrees.
Maybe it’s time to close the damper on the fireplace and put some weatherstripping on our front door. Or maybe it’s time for me to go back to work so it’s not on all day. 🙂
My hands are freezing right now, but the oil just came, so I’ll go put the heat back on. And watch the dollars slip by.