So remember when I bored you all with wrote about our hideous issues with getting our furnace fixed back in October? Well, things had been going along swimmingly since then – we were warm and cozy and happy.
Until last night. When it broke again. And now we are none of those things.
I thought we were cold then – ha! At last count, it was 57 degrees in our house. So again, Sammy was up half the night… freezing temperatures + new teeth coming through = very sad baby. Fun stuff.
I am also in a great mood… the exhaustion of this time of year was enough to do me in already, but added to the stress of not knowing what the crap this is going to cost us is making me not very pleasant to be around (and apparently unable to write in complete sentences). Just ask my husband, who told me I was “grumpy” at 2:30 this morning. Grumpy is an understatement.
The low tonight? 16. 16! I can hardly wait.
Being a grown up sucks.
