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I popped out to the grocery store, then had lunch (hot soup), then headed out again for Target. When I came back, laden with gorgeous red-and-black plates and mugs, the maintenance team was in possession. They've now left, and I have heat -- somewhat quieter heat than formerly, I think, and pilotless, which should simplify my life a little. (The old furnace had a ridiculously large pilot flame, a good six inches high, which burned about ten dollars of gas a month all on its own, so had to be turned off every spring and re-lit in autumn --- sometimes only just ahead of the cold weather and sometimes a day or two later than that.) Currently I'm merrily heating the neighborhood, as I have to keep the door open until it's burned off the protective oil coating,
but that's a temporary condition.
(I can't believe there isn't a mood option for 'warm!')
but that's a temporary condition.
(I can't believe there isn't a mood option for 'warm!')