I woke up in a sweat, kicked off the covers, and headed to the shower. "I must have misread the forecast," I thought as I abandoned my usual fleece for a tee.
As I reached the stairs, the steam pipes were clearly humming and my heart increased in response. I hurried to the thermostat where the 78 degree indication justified my sweat. I instantly decided to turn the heat off remembering the scene a few years ago when that 100 year old steam pipe in the basement blew spewing a century of waste everywhere.
Wondering, worrying if the problem was the pipes, furnace, or the thermostat? Wondering, worrying if I could really fix it or if I would need to get a service call. Wondering how long if would take to get a service person to come?
Worrying how much it would cost. Wondering if I could fix this mess? Worrying if my pipes might freeze before I fixed the problem?
Wondering if I should skip my favorite early morning Aquacize class given this mess?
2 comments:
I can feel the anxiety rising as the repetition builds in this post. I am now worried about your pipes, your temperature and the rush of your day. A well crafted post! I hope everything works out.
Oh, Anita, I hope the answer is coming soon. The repetition of worrying and wondering really drives home how you are feeling. I hope the furnace is fixed without complication and soon.
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