Monday night, as we were about to go to bed, T. wandered outside.

“What’s going on?” thought I to myself.

“Whatcha doing?” asked I.

“Checking the heating oil levels,” quoth he.

“Why’s that?”

“The boiler isn’t burning.”

Brr!

We made the executive decision, after reading up online, to call the boiler repair people to come in the morning, rather than pay for the emergency service. After all, we’ve lived with furnaces that shut off randomly before.

Our house loses ~1 degree F an hour. So the morning was cold but not unbearable (57F, down from our normal 68F)

When the repair guy came… turned out that our oil had gelled. *Facepalm* So… cost us the cost of a visit from him, and that’s it. And, luckily, we got our oil/kerosene delivered yesterday, so we have a higher kerosene mix in the tank now.

Yay, adventures in home-ownership!

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