“…going to be seventy degrees. And last night, the Yankees defeated…”
Snooze!
God bless the snooze button. It’s like the control-alt-delete to my sleepy morning. I’ve already piled a second goose down comforter on my bed (the third will be added sometime in December) and it’s been serving as a nasty motivation killer. Get out of bed? Fuggedaboutit! Face the day or cuddle up in my personal serenity chamber? It took me about forty-five minutes to make the right choice this morning.
I had a quick cuddle with His Excellency, put the kettle on to boil and threw some Dashboard in the shower CD player. Ease into today. Blow dry, big sweater, warm stripey socks, multi-vitamin and extra zinc. I absolutely refuse to go gently into this season’s monster cold. Half the office is sniffling and I’m fairly certain that sleeping with all the windows open last night didn't help my case.
Speaking of....
The oil/gas problem has been fixed – by shutting off the boiler. Half-assed and temporary until the repairman comes. When I got home yesterday, I sniffed my way up the staircase. The lobby smelled a bit like feet – pretty normal. The second floor like brownies (I have got to make friends with Little Old Lady with Fluffy White Dog). The third, garlicy dinner goodness. And my floor… well, it still smelled a bit like rotten eggs and the oily manifold of our old Chevy. So, while in the dinner process, I put a small pot of water on the stove, threw in whole cloves, nutmeg and cinnamon. From old Chevy to Christmas village, watch me go.
I’m nothing if not resourceful.
You should knock on the little old lady's door and say, "I couldn't help but smell the tantalizing aroma coming from the your apartment." She is sure to offer you a sampling. I did the same thing a couple of years ago, but there the floor smelled like pot. Enjoy.
Posted by: Peter M. at October 13, 2004 10:29 AMall Chevy's don't smell bad.
Posted by: chevy at October 13, 2004 10:50 AMI'm just delighted you and your neighbors weren't asphyxiated in your sleep. Or blown sky-high. Whichever.
Posted by: Lex at October 13, 2004 01:17 PMShower CD player? Can you elaborate? Music in the john would be a cool thing.
Posted by: Howard at October 13, 2004 03:19 PMI'm with Lex. (Hi Lex!) I had a furnace problem a few years back. Mice ate the furnace insulation, it caved in, the resulting pocket of heat fused the burners, utility guy came to take a look and hung a "condemned sign on it" - at the end of December. I turned it back on after he left, out of desperation, but bought a carbon monoxide alarm on the advice of a friend. That alarm saved our bacon when it went off a few days later at 3 a.m.
The moral: Don't mess with bad furnaces, and no matter how expensive the damn things are, please invest in a carbon monoxide alarm. Sorry to evangalize about CO2 alarms, but that experience made a believer out of me.
Posted by: carrie at October 13, 2004 04:34 PMGlad you came out of this in one piece. If you don't already have a carbon monoxide detector, please get one soon. I promise you we'll all sleep better at night if you do.
Posted by: Carmi at October 13, 2004 05:47 PMWhat, a perfect way to describe the snooze button! It made me smile when I read it. I guess I appreciate it a little more because I'm a geek.
Posted by: jessica at October 13, 2004 06:35 PMThe snooze button is a false evil god. It makes you think you are getting more sleep. But you are not. It's a curse. It's a drug.
Posted by: Adrian at October 14, 2004 07:16 AM