This kid is beat! The packers come yesterday. Two women--and were they fast! I worked, too, deciding what to take to California with me vs what to put into deep storage. I dislike packing even for a simple trip and having to choose what to have with me for the next six months is far worse. Ugh! Enough of my complaints.
The movers came today. They did a great job, too. What a difference it makes! I've had a couple bad moves and am grateful that this has done smoothly so far.
Of course, there WAS glitch. Yesterday afternoon I noticed that the house was rather chilly, but thought at first that it was because the packers had the front door open. A few hours later I realized I had no heat. People unfamiliar with my house often confuse the emergency switch for the boiler with the light switch over the stairs to the basement, so I checked that first. It was on--no problem. I checked everything I could think of, then phoned Matt. He told me what to do, but I couldn't get the front panel off the boiler. It really takes some muscle. Matt promised to come by early this morning, and since the forecast for overnight was 32 degrees, I wasn't worried about my pipes freezing. I spent the night without heat. It was pretty chilly this morning, but Matt arrived right on time. The problem wasn't what he thought it was, but he was able to fix it. A blown fuse!!
You must all be tired of my Marvelous Matt stories by now. But he really has been a Godsend.
