of a record: the earliest in the year we've ever run the furnace. It's 47 degrees, the fog - which was lifting, earlier - has come rolling back in, and it's still 100% humidity.
When I got home from work, even though the windows were closed, it was only 66 degrees in the upstairs. Turning on the heat is the last thing I wanted to do, but oh well.
Rats!
Psalm 22:27-28: “All the ends of the world shall remember and turn to the Lord, and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. For the kingdom is the Lord's, and he ruleth among the nations.”
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66 degrees? You're getting soft there Rev.
Heck, I don't turn mine on until it reaches 55 in the house. Even in mid winter, I set the thermostat for between 63 and 65.
(I'm actually warmer--to warm--in my wood stove heated Adirondack cabin...as long as there's a fire or two going.)
I know. It's one of those occasions where I run the furnace once, to take the damp chill out of the air, and then we may not run it again for another month.
That's the one thing I dislike about this time of year... should I turn on the furnace or wait til it gets colder. *sigh* We're sitting at about 66-68 right now and I'm cold. Can't quite make myself turn the heat on though. We'll see what the weekend brings. LOL
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