I think I've shared before that last year I turned my heat on in my apartment for just a few days in January when it was -30 out. I only turned it on this year so far when it was -30 out. Otherwise everyone below and around me keep me warm.We’re having a doozy of a storm right now. Took Daisy out for a quick pee, and the weather is fit for neither man nor beast.
It’s actually been snowing on and off (mostly on) since last night, with intermittent squalls and heavy drifting. It was so windy last night that I finally broke down and went to turn on the heat. Turns out that the Super has to turn on the rads in each apartment every year. I regretfully called him just before 9pm. I could have sucked it up and just piled on the blankies, but I have a teeny tiny dog and two kitties to worry about.
Dave was actually a good sport about it. I asked him if I was the last person in the building (58 apartments) to activate their heat, and he laughed and said, “By months!”
On a side note, it got to 50 degrees today! It was windy as can be and didn't feel like it, but I walked into the grocery store after work with no coat on. It was glorious. Unfortunately I have morning recess duty, so it's still cold when I go out, and I don't get to enjoy the days when it's nicer in the afternoon.