Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Who wants to be a frigidaire?

It's frickin' frigid, friends. The high temperature today is in the upper 30s F, but don't let that fool you; the wind cuts through like a ginsu knife. The windchill is in the mid-20s, but it's a damp cold, so it's worse. The windchill tonight will be in the teens. And it's only November.

It's not much better in the apartment. I've looked and looked and I can't see where the devil the heat's supposed to come in from. I have a thermostat, but nothing seems to get warmer when I adjust it. As you may remember, my windows slide but don't seal, and there's a two-inch gap to the outside to allow cables to come in. George from school is supposedly coming over tomorrow or Friday to help me put up plastic sheeting. I hope so. Right now, the pedestal heater will keep any one part of my body warm, as long as I'm within a foot of it.

At this point, I'm thinking that I can't eat any ramen soup because all the varieties contain meat, but I could soak my feet in some...

1 comment:

Margaret said...

I don't know about your place, but in mine the heat comes out of the floor...I hope it gets warmer for ya!