How cold can I go?
Sounds like the title for a brand-new game show. Ok then. Imagine that the electric company almost doubles the amount your monthly equal-payment electric bill. Not because you wastefully left doors open to heat the outdoors or had every light in every room turned on because the house was lonely. No. In fact, you had done every energy conserving action possible short of burrowing underground. Still, the electric company determined they weren’t making enough money and raise your rates regardless.
So here you are as the days and the daily temperatures grow shorter, taking in the beauty of a colorful autumn (and not colorful from the swearing when you read your electric bill) as the interior of your home cools. At what point do you finally break down and turn on the heat for at least one room for just a couple of minutes? Well, I, being that ever intrepid adventurer and experimenter, am trying to answer that very question. At the moment, my home has reached what you might say is an invigorating 60°. Of course, first thing in the morning, you might say it as inv-v-v-v-v-iga-r-r-r-r-at-t-t-t-ing. But I have found that teeth chattering has a wonderful way of warming the body … though not as quickly or satisfying as a shot of whiskey. (Ah, wouldn’t it be great to call in to work and say, “I can’t come to work yet, I’m warming up. Another pint and I should be there, boss.)
Anyway, another couple of weeks and I should have an answer for you. Here is the forecast for the next 7 days:
So, place your bets when I finally break down and turn the heat on. I must warning you that I had to live 18 months without a water heater during a messy divorce and a crazy ex. By the way, how cold you can go?
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