It's cold in here

[layla]

The fire in the boiler apparently didn't catch when I fed it this morning, so it and the house have been sitting all day at -20(ish) with no source of heat. And it's freakin' cold in here. The thermostat goes down to 50F, and the needle is huddling cozily at the bottom of the scale.

I have a pretty high cold tolerance, but this is less than comfortable. It's so cold I don't want to type. All I want to do is huddle. But I have to finish Freebird for tomorrow.

At least it's not literally below freezing in here. Water sources actually *would* freeze in the cabin when I was a kid.

*shiver*

Comments

[polarbee.livejournal.com]

Sorry for the randomness. Coffee hasn't kicked in yet.

[laylalawlor.livejournal.com]

*laugh* It wasn't random; it was quite pertinent! And yeah, -65 is REALLY FREAKIN' COLD ... especially inside. We did have a couple of times when I was a kid when we'd come home from a trip to town to discover one weather-related disaster or another ... one time the door blew open and all the houseplants froze solid, for example.

Our door actually blew open last winter -- luckily, I think it was only about zero at the time and the temperature in the house didn't drop below freezing during the time we were at work.

Things are much warmer now; the boiler heats right up once the fire gets going. I do kinda miss having a wood stove in the house, though, because even when you have those internal freezing episodes, you can get the fire going and then huddle up to the stove while the house heats up. Wrapping around a lukewarm radiator isn't quite the same.

[polarbee.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And watching wood fires is just entrancing. :)
Thadd chopped a whole bunch of firewood for us last night. Originally I wondered why he waited until it was this cold, but he told me it's his favorite temperature for chopping wood because you barely have to apply any pressure and the logs fly apart.
As far as huddling up to a radiator, I remember when I was a kid on cold mornings my sister and I used to huddle up in front of the heater vent and wrap a blanket around us directing all the heat into our blanket pocket. At least we did until my mother found us and made us let the heat get into the rest of the house. :)