Its 1 am, and I'm awake. Normally I would be asleep right now, but my house is freezing. The furnace is just running, but its down to 60 degrees inside the house. I actually tried to go to bed, but it was too cold to sleep. So, I'm here typing with fingers that are almost too cold to type. I tried to diagnose the problem myself. I changed the filter, reset the thermostat and tripped the breaker. But its still just running continuously and putting out cold air. Its supposed to get into the 20s tonight, so I put extra blankets on the girls and Bryn is wearing her beanie.
I wish I knew how to check the pilot light, but the manual didn't show how and I can't find an answer on google. That really isn't something I dare to do myself anyway - I don't feel like blowing up the house tonight. I want to wake up my husband, but he's been so unbearable today that I don't dare do anything else to make him mad. And although the furnace being broken isn't my fault, he'll still be mad at me for waking him up. So, here I sit, freezing, and unable to do anything about it. It makes me mad - I am the type of person who always wants to fix things. It drives me crazy to not be able to fix it. Why is it that the "man of the house" is sleeping peacefully, while I have been pacing for an hour worrying about how much it will cost to get a repairman out on Sunday.
I may have to drug myself to get some sleep tonight.