I am referring to my furnace, of course. As mentioned in my previous post, my furnace had a small leak, that if it had not been detected would have ruined my laminate wood floor. As it were, it did a small amount of damage, thankfully all of which can be repaired.
Anyhow, the tech came out and rep
Now, I have to laugh, despite being pissed off, because outside of NOT having a husband, thank you very much, I can't imagine why I'd have to check with him to see if I actually wanted to have heat & hot water. I thought we no longer lived in the stone age where men dragged their woman around by the hair, but maybe I'm just confused.
So after getting over the shock of this last comment, I tell the guy that I expected someone to come by, after all, it was their error, and a big one in my book. It was pretty chilly out, and both my son and I need showers. He said there was absolutely no way they could get someone out there. By now, I'm floored. I remind him it's their error and again he tells me there is nothing they can do for me that night. They can be there first thing in the morning, except that I need to be into work by 7. He tells me I can leave a key. Now, come on... I'm a woman, a woman without a husband to make all the decisions... He thinks I'm gonna just leave a key?? Umm, yeah, I don't think so. I tell him that I'll be home by 3:30 the following day and that someone better be there and on time.
After stewing for a bit and calling other burner companies, all of which would charge me emergency rates and not guaranteeing they would be able to fix the problem that night, I curled up under a few layers of blankets and went to bed.
3:30 came and thankfully so did the tech. However the problem is that the overhead oil line is taking in air somewhere and because of that, the burner won't prime and stay on. This is ultimately what the issue has been all these years. It all goes back to the Packrat's half-assed installation of this system. It turns out that the company that did the job didn't bother to replace the overhead lines, but instead spliced them together, which apparently is a huge no no. That I've managed to go the 7 years I have and not have it permanently shut down is a miracle. It's also a miracle that I haven't taken a sledge hammer to the darn thing, but I digress...
The owner of the burner service company, Jim, calls to tell me that I can have a new line run overhead from the garage to the kitchen. I think this is a total waste of time and money. After I saw what damage was done with the water leak I decided it was time to move the furnace all together. They had priced it out for me about a year and a half ago. I tell Jim that I'd rather just move the burner. I realize it's coming into the busy season and that it would take some time to schedule the necessary crew, but it was worth a few extra days of inconvenience. My son had headed to his dad's for a few days and I could use the shower at my parent's or my brother's homes. It's Friday afternoon. Jim tells me work should begin on the following Wed. or Thurs. I can survive that long. I've got my pellet stove for heat, and I can boil water for dishes and washing. People have suffered through worse... I'll manage.
So I begin my wait. And this is where the fun really begins... Stay tuned.









