If you’ve come to this blog looking for the book Live, Laugh, Love, move along. Don’t read any further, nothing to see here.
This blog is Scream, Cry, Jump Up and Down with a Little PMS and Lots of Alcohol thrown in. My furnace is broken. It was 18F. And my space heater broke. Argh, I may not get out of bed until spring.
That sounds awful. Need an Electricuted blanket> 🙂
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That’s why I’m not getting out of bed. 🙂
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On the frontier, they’d say that’s a 3 dog night in order to keep warm. Looks like a very good sleeping bag is a necessity this winter.
I’d send some warm weather, but it’s not here either. Stay warm and hope it’s fixed soon!
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Hope you have a fireplace to curl up in front of, otherwise stacks of blankets will make you very tired!
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Liquor helps. Creates the illusion of warmth until such time that a fire can be built. Good luck!
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That sucks. My furnace died once and it took from Saturday afternoon to Monday at suppertime to get it looked at. In the meantime, the space-heater was u.s.e.l.e.s.s. I also ran out of wood for the fireplace, which only warmed that one room and had to beg wood from the neighbor so gave me the stink eye.
Liquor will warm you up until you don’t feel the cold anymore at which time you might freeze to death. Leave the house. NOW. 🙂
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Thank you. And please, do not be “grateful” for all things fabulous (aka disguised bragging). Love, Fan for Life.
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Ugh. What a miserable situation. And Let’s CUT the Crap is right – get out of that deathtrap. Stay with friends if they have heat and room; if not, find a hotel with heat, even if you have to drive a hundred miles to get there.
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A friend loaned me a space heater so my room is warm. Thanks for the concern.
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Whew! 😀
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oh Yeah, I know the feeling. I was in the big tidal flooding in New York City and I was supposed to evacuate, but I didn’t and there was no heat and no hot water and the landlord and everyone else ran away except for the vandals who stayed. For two weeks I stayed without heat or hot water. I tried to sleep wearing several layers of clothes meant for arctic weather and yet I was very cold and uncomfortable and I ate the cans of sardines I had saved. I had thought that the police would be coming to drag me out or the vandals would be braking in, but I hid and nothing happened except that it felt like the end of world. I think that it didn’t happen was a disappointment because when one is interrupted being nothing, one can always claim they were about to do something grand, but if the end of the world doesn’t happen on schedule there are many things to explain. and I don’t want to explain anything unless I’m a grand success where in which case I’d just say I’m eccentric in answer to any question.
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Yikes, I’m sure you have a few stories to tell.
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[…] Live, Laugh, Love … Seriously. […]
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I’ll join you if I may…
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Oh dear…
Defo stay in bed. Wrap up warm! Send out reinforcements for cake and chocolate.
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Finally the voice of reason.
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Life’s like that. =p
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dear God, keep warm! I thought I’d been cold this winter so far ;/ be safe in the oncoming storm if you’re nearby!
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