Yesterday turned out to be the perfect day for my mother-in-law to pick Zoey up from daycare, take her home, and keep her overnight. Because back here, at the homestead, it's a perfectly pleasant 40-something degrees in our house because WE RAN OUT OF OIL TO HEAT THE DAMN PLACE.
How does this happen??
2009. That's all I can throw out. Of course we run out of heat in our house in this, the year of Hell and All Other Things Shitty. (I believe I have just reached the title for this year's Christmas letter.)
Bryan and I had just discussed last month the need to check the oil level and call the oil company to come add some fuel so that we could, you know, get through the winter without walking around the house wrapped in large blankets and feeling like Laura Ingalls Wilder. I just walked downstairs to start a load of laundry and my fingertips went numb. Anyway, apparently we didn't get far beyond the discussion phase of add-oil-to-the-tank, because here we are...cold. I probably forgot to put "call the oil company" on one of his to-do lists, and since my co-wife is on back order, it just didn't get done.
I am normally SO MUCH MORE ORGANIZED THAN THIS.
Anyway. Bryan and I discovered last night that the fireplace in our livingroom is really more decor-oriented as opposed to heat-your-house-practical, so he's on his way to Home Depot to buy some oil. (I had no idea you could do this.) Last night it was semi-romantic to sit in front of the fireplace and enjoy the absolute quiet of having no small child running around the house...but the minute you move two feet from the fire, it was back to hey, I can see my breath!
Today Zoey and I will head to Vancouver for her friend's birthday party and spend the night with one of my more responsible friends who remembers to do things like pay people to keep her house warm.
4 comments:
Your year really has sucked! I hope your house is warm again soon.
Amy whatever you do don't say "well it can't get any worse" In my experience God loves a challenge. Well, you're bound to discover that heating oil is at least a little cheaper than last year. Small consolation
I can picture it now: "You know, this really would be romantic. If it weren't so damn cold!" Yes, sounds like my kind of night by the fire, too. I will be doing a jig as 2009 ends, along with you. Let's just hope 2010 brings some GOOD luck this way, huh?
Sweet! The same thing happened to us last year when I forgot to put "Call the propane company" on Todd's list of things to do. They were "pretty busy", so two days later.....
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