Can't believe I forgot to tell you about this... Woke up on Thursday to a freezing cold house. Poor Liam was literally shivering. As long as we've lived here I've always been so paranoid about running out of propane and well water. I don't know why? Oh, I know why. Because I know my lazy-ass husband won't do anything about it so it's left up to me to make sure nothing goes wrong because God knows if something goes wrong I have no idea what to do. That's why. 


So, there's nothing I can do about the well water but I check our propane tank obsessively. I guess my mind is else where these days. How could I not have checked the tank?? Did my worse nightmare come true?? What do I do? First things first... I run outside in my underwear to check because taking 5 minutes to put on some clothes just didn't make sense at the time... yup, completely empty! I knew it! 


What next? Call our propane company to listen to a lady say while chuckling, "Oh, we're scheduled to come this week, I guess we just didn't make it in time... heeheehee." WTF? I'm freakin cold here and I can't take a shower! But, hey no reason to lose it, propane is on it's way and we're still on time for work and school. I remain calm... still in my underwear. 


I guess we used up more than usual (must have been all my cooking) or the 24C indoor temperature that Jim sets the house to. Anyways $1,100 later a full tank of propane. The propane guy was nice enough to offer to start the furnace up. Didn't even think about the water heater. So, two days with cold water, Jim went to Cambridge without a care in the world... frig, I guess I have to start that up too. Just went down to the water heater and read the panel of instructions. Unplugged it and plugged it back in and started that sucker up no problem. So, I did it. With no help whatsoever. I guess if that's the worse that could happen, it's not so bad. Nightmare busted. 
Let's pray that the well holds up...