Tuesday, January 16, 2007
The wall that we were warned might contain various bad things had a bunch of old pipes. Nobody knew what kind of pipes they might be or what they might have done in the past, but they found out today that one of them was a gas pipe that still had gas in it. So the carpenters, Sue and T.R., opened all the kitchen windows and turned the gas furnace off. (It hit a high of ten degrees today in Minneapolis). When they were getting ready to leave at the end of the day, they told Jim they would go turn the furnace back on. "No, no," Jim said generously, "go home to your families. I shall turn the furnace back on myself." And he thought he did. When I got home, however, I observed that it was quite cold in the house. And a half-hour later, it was colder. And the radiators were cold. I mentioned that the situation did not seem to be improving, so Jim went down in the basement. He announced that he was fixing things. Another half-hour later, he came upstairs, looking sheepish. It seems he couldn't fix it but he had called the gas company. Did I mention that it was ten degrees at its warmest today, and it was no longer at its warmest? The Minnegasco man came not much later and assured Jim that there was nothing that he could have done because the thermocoupling was bad. Fortunately for us, he had a new thermocoupling that would do the trick. We got Chinese takeout, which we ate with our down coats on. Now, at 9:00, it's starting to warm up.
I'm going to Chicago tomorrow for an appellate training conference. I wish that somehow the kitchen would magically finish itself by the time I come home on Sunday. My sunshiny attitude has already gone entirely by the wayside, and it is only Day 2.