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Always something to gripe about

Okay, this falls under the category of Some People Can’t Be Pleased. That would be me. Now that I have rejoined the latter 20th century with dial controlled central heating, I now remember why the wood stove held such charms. For the last couple of days I’ve been alternating between freezing my butt off and roasting like a pig on a spit. There just doesn’t seem to be any way to maintain an even temperature with the furnace. At least once an hour I go through the same routine—freezing, warming up, too hot, cooling off, and freezing again. Wood stoves may be a lot of work and there may be a constant trail of wood crumbs to clean up, but they deliver constant, even heat.

On the other hand—now that we are back to really freezing at night, the cats have decided I’m the second best thing to cuddle up to. For the longest time I’d deluded myself, thinking that my cats really liked snuggling with me at night. Well, no. They are true opportunists whose loyalties go to the warmest heat radiating device in the house. During the wood stove heating phase, they adored it. They curled up around it, stretched out in front of it, and offered luxurious yawns of contentment. And then that party came to an end. Now they’re, once again, like sticking plaster at night. Which I adore. But I’m recognizing it for what it is. It isn’t devotion to mama. I’m just the next best heat source. That sure brings a person back to earth with a thud.

Posted on 02/22/05 at 11:48 AM
 




Dave

You didn’t already know that about cats?  grin

Anyway, is this a mercury thermostat, or something more solid state?  I know on ours, you can set a ‘span’ of temperature, so that the furnace doesn’t run too long or too short, and freeze/boil the house.  Does your new one have anything similar?

United States   Posted by Dave on 02/22/05  at  02:16 PM





Kate

I was spoiled by my cat, Muddy, who died a few years ago. She was with me for eighteen years and she was my soul kitty. Connected at the hip and heart. There wasn’t an opportunistic bone in her body (except for the one day she grabbed a fish fillet off the counter and ran with it trailing out between her hind legs). Well, the two I have now are a different matter. They think I’m pretty fine as far as it goes, but they are, most definitely, looking out for number one. Which...isn’t moi.

I have a malfunctioning mercury thermostat. It doesn’t even register the correct temperature. As soon as I get out to Home Depot again, I’m getting a programmable digital one. I’ve tried tinkering with this mercury one to set the span for slightly less than 1 degree. But I can’t see that it has made any difference.

United States   Posted by Kate on 02/22/05  at  06:42 PM





Jennifer AKA Me

Well, this will solve the problem of having to plaster and repaint!

United States   Posted by Jennifer AKA Me on 02/23/05  at  09:52 AM





Kate

LOL! This is true. Maybe it was fate. The powers that be figured I’d end up repainting the whole living room because of one 5"x4" spot. Easier to make the new thermostat malfunction so I have to replace it. Common sense does seem to suggest replacing the current one with same model I had before. Turns out that I liked the other one better, anyway.

United States   Posted by Kate on 02/23/05  at  11:59 AM





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