It's cold in my house right now. Mainly that is due to the fact that something broke on the forced air part of the H/AC unit and we can't afford to have Mark the H/AC repair dude come out to fix it. So we are reduced to using the emergency wall unit I bought and had installed back in December. It's purpose is to make sure we still have heat when the power goes out during heavy ice and snow storms. Since we haven't really had winter this year (thank you god) it hasn't been necessary to use for emergency's sake. However, it is sort of being used for emergency's sake at the moment. Without it we would totally freeze.
I am waiting for winter to hit. Keep waiting for the other shoe to fall. It's got to happen at some point, I think. I have only lived here 12 winters (that is how you mark time here btw, how many winters you have survived and are still standing when season comes back around again). I have never seen it be 50 degrees in January. Never. I suppose it has happened before, just never within my memory. Course, I never saw it snow in LA but twice in all my 25 years there. Once it happened in 1979 or 80 and only on the block where the place I worked was located. That was bizarre to say the least. We had a 3 foot drift up against the building and at least 4 inches on the ground and on our cars, but if you drove to the next block over, there was nothing, absolutely nothing. It was really freaky. Then in the winter of 89, we looked out one morning and Debbie said, that's snow out there. I said it's just heavy frost. We both went out and sure enough it was friggen snow. Just a light dusting, but snow nonetheless.
Cold is all relative though. What is warm to me here would have frozen my ass off in LA. It's 39 degrees here right now, feels like summer.
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