Okay, see, I was wrong. It wasn't 64 in here. It was even colder and the thermostat was stuck. I ended up waddling myself up in a blanket and pretending it was an igloo.
Last night I submitted a request on Service Magic to go ahead and line up some repair quotes for today. One contractor happened to be monitoring his inbox at the moment and called us immediately and told us that he could come in an hour and take a look at it for $70. And he did. He didn't try to gouge us on overtime or after hours charges or whatever else they call it.
It turned out that something tripped the switch on the furnace and that's why it was blowing cold. He couldn't find a reason why it would do it on its own, so it was probably some rabid squirrel crawling around in there.
Aren't you happy I didn't freeze to death? *overdramatic*
Posted by Tiffany at March 16, 2005 05:10 PMI'm sorry for your chill. And talk about service. That was certainly more magical than that lawn guy.
Posted by: Erica at March 17, 2005 01:09 AM