Thermostat Nazi

Those of you who know me are aware of my stubborn thermostat habits. I try to see how long I can wait in the winter before I turn it on. When I do turn it on it is rarely above 62 degrees. In the summer I've been known to keep it set at 85 degrees. This is why I am called the Thermostat Nazi. Well, I came home this morning expecting the heat to be running. I left it at a respectable 53 degrees before I left yesterday. It said 43 degrees instead and would not come on. I called my landlord who in turn called the thermostat man who then called me. He asked me to check my gas tank which was at zero gallons. I was very surprised because it was just filled 22 days ago at the low cost of $245. I'm rarely here and I never have the heat above 58 degrees in this house. Figure it out if you can because I can't. I now consider this house to be The Money Pit Vermin Palace. Anyway, I left the house for a few hours to stay at a warmer place. I came back around 2pm and a new temperature was displayed:

So, the temperature to the right is the one I want--it says 58 degrees. The temperature on the left is the actual degrees inside the house--38 degrees. The gas man just came by and we are inching up the scale to normal temperatures. In mere moments I will be warm enough to no longer have tissue stuck up my nostrils to stop the running. We are now back up to 43 degrees--hooray!!

In other news, this is the beginning of my second week of vacation. I have successfully packed two boxes. Yes, just two boxes--both packed within the last 20 minutes. Motivation totally eluded me last week but at least I got all my Christmas shopping done and presents wrapped. Progress is progress no matter what form. Today, I intend to pack at least 3 more boxes and I took a load of librarian books to my work area. I grabbed a few out of the bad room. This is the room in which the bugs roam freely and I never ever enter after dark. There was a dead scorpion waiting in there for me today. That brings the scorpion count up to 4 since I moved here. Alabama was fun and I saw Four Christmases. It was funny but not as funny as I expected. I visited with some friends in Atlanta last weekend and got to celebrate with my grandmother on her 86th birthday. We had cupcakes, two of which I ate for breakfast on Sunday. I'll see more friends and family this week so I won't be home much again. That's all the news for now, must return to packing.