There’s no way around it. Our house is beyond cold.
Every corner of it often seems colder than the next. Upstairs, we heat the computer room with a space heater tethered at the long end of an extension cord which wanders its way into the bathroom. The bathroom is on a separate circuit. All the doors to the other rooms are closed.
Downstairs, right inside the front door, you will find another bit of extension cord snaking its way under the half bath door. That cords dangles down into the living room and it is attached to another heater. This is a little more problematical. The bathroom plug is on the same circuit as the microwave. Maybe having the kitchen lights, the refrigerator, and the oven on also cut off the power. Sometimes the breaker trips for no good cause. Some brave person has to march downstairs and turn it on while some other brave fool is rushing around upstairs in the dark turning things off.
Yes, we have heat. Radiant heating installed during construction in the early seventies is creaky stuff and the results are way beyond our budget. We knew about this problem before we bought the unit. Everyone told us not to use the heat and to turn the heat off at the breaker box. Then one year we used it.
It only took a short time to warm up the house for Christmas. The family crowded in and the house grew hot. It was lovely. When the bill came, I fell on the floor. The Geezer bravely wrote a check, and we waited a year to turn the heat on one more time for one more holiday. The following Christmas, we warmed the house again but turned it off while they were still with us. This time the bill was well over one hundred dollars and almost thirty bucks bigger than the previous year.
A couple of years ago the winter temperature routinely got down into the 40’s. This year, we have routinely been in the low 30’s….even twenties at times at our California beach condo.
Leaping into my husband’s car last night right after he got home from work, I was surprised to find it was warm. “Oh, can’t we just live in here,” I said. “The seats go back, and we can sleep toasty warm all night long”
He laughed. So did I, but there’s a grain of truth in there somewhere. Meanwhile, we now go away for Christmas.