Friday, December 7, 2007

It Never Rains...

...but it pours.



Don't tell me inanimate objects can't communicate, because I am assembling proof. Not 24 hours after the water heater croaked, our furnace bought the farm. Guy came out to have a look and began slowly backing away from the beast, saying, "I...am...not...going...to...try...to...fix...THAT!" Something about carbon monoxide.



So after having one highly-recommended company tell me it would be a week before they could even send someone over to bid on the project, I got lucky on my second call. Chris the Heater Guy actually got to my house before the appointed time. Took a look, told me I needed a smaller furnace than the old dead one, and said he'd be back the next day to install it. It may not look like much, but we have high hopes for our new furnace...




1 comment:

bobcullinan said...

holy crap! rough week, eh?

i feel your pain.