Furnace Ignition Still Delayed
Despite overnights like last night, where Val and I huddled under the blankets quite snuggly, we are not turning on our furnace yet, and refuse to do so until at least sometime in October.
With my birthday about a week and a half away, we use that as a sign of being the absolute earliest that we will turn our furnace on, and abjectly refuse to do so any time in September. It may officially be fall, but September says summer or way too early to turn on the heat to us. The later sunrise (it's 7:02 a.m. and the sun is barely making a dent in things) and earlier sunset don't help much here, either.
How long do you fine readers wait before turning on your furnace?
With my birthday about a week and a half away, we use that as a sign of being the absolute earliest that we will turn our furnace on, and abjectly refuse to do so any time in September. It may officially be fall, but September says summer or way too early to turn on the heat to us. The later sunrise (it's 7:02 a.m. and the sun is barely making a dent in things) and earlier sunset don't help much here, either.
How long do you fine readers wait before turning on your furnace?
posted by Kevin J. Hosey at 6:59 AM
5 Comments:
Haven't even considered turning it on!!!
I'm going to have to go with "never." We're still in triple digits down here.
Ooh, thanks for the reminder, Kim. I'll remember that come Christmas time.
Jenn, make sure my niece is not on your Christmas cookie list; darn kids.
Sorry, ours went on two weekends ago when Mike and Tom got back from camping in a tent overnight(and Tom fell in the lake just before they got home) and Kristina and I got home a little later that day after camping two nights in a cabin along Owasco Lake. To say we were all chilled to the bone is quite accurate. And considering Kristina has come home from soccer soaked we keep our house at a toasty 68. I told her this is the time she may have wanted to take up volleyball instead of soccer.
Besides at this point, natural gas and electric is a lot cheaper in Rochester than Buffalo.
Oh and Mom turned her heat on in August.
August, wow.
I was reminded of our differences again yesterday when David brought home a list of goodies for sale at the annual Halloween festival. No cider, hot chocolate, or coffee. One of the biggest sellers? Snow cones. I'm guessing by a month from now snow cones will be pretty far down on your lists.
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