Dude. According to weather.com, it is currently 38 degrees outside. THIRTY-EIGHT degrees. I realize those of you up north are mocking me right now for emphasizing the temp, but can I just take a moment to share with you just how HAPPY I am that we have not one but TWO working furnaces now?
When I got home this afternoon, it was 62 degrees in the house, and guess what I did? I turned on the heat. Yep, it’s running right now as I type this. My fingers aren’t numb with cold. I have on toasty flannel pajama pants, but that’s by choice – not because I have to bundle up to stay warm in here.
I love my furnaces. And as the temp drops to 28 degrees tonight, I’m sure I will love them even more. The high/low for the rest of this week? 45/29 tomorrow, 37/23 on Christmas Eve, and 42/25 on Christmas. The 26th will be 50/32. Do you realize what happens to Houston with that many days of freezing temperatures? Nothing in Houston is built to withstand it. A day or two, fine. Several days in a row? Oh yeah, we’re in for a fun ride…
Rumor is, we might actually get SNOW this year for Christmas. SNOW. In Houston. Yeah, that’s what I get for bitching about not being able to get in the Christmas spirit. Now we just might get snow. How cool is that? Sure, it might only be half an inch worth, but it’s still really cool.
Even if it snows, at least it will be warm in my house.