Our furnace is on the fritz. This is terribly bad news when one is regularly waking up to temperatures of -15 or -18. That’s centigrade, but it is still MINUS FIFTEEN. Or MINUS EIGHTEEN. We have two different furnace repair guys telling us two different things: 1) it can be repaired! Just get a new widget! Or 2) it can’t be repaired! Get a new furnace! Each repair guy has his own backer amongst our Board of Advisors. We have no idea who is right and who wrong. We just know it gets mighty cold with no heat. We’ve got electric space heaters plugged in, we keep the stove burner turned on in the kitchen, and the furnace goes on sometimes, but it’s not good. Not good at all. Whose bright idea was it to build a city here, anyway? A country? Have people not wondered why 90% of the Canadian population snuggles right up against the US border? I’m back to my fantasies that the War of 1812 turned out otherwise, and that the Eastern Seaboard today belongs to Canada, right down to Key West. That’s probably treason coming from an American citizen, but I’m a very cold American citizen. Just think: universal health care, decent schools, and subtropical climate. Heaven.
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