Heating Season

      When the house gets chilly, my hands get creaky.  65°F isn't a problem but that's as cold as I can take.  I proved it over the past several days, before a warm streak offered a respite.

      Respite's over.  It was 61 in the house this morning.  So I started up the furnace and got the place warm again, or warm by my standards, at least.  The extension boxes are off the registers (in summer, they help get the cold air moving higher in the room) and we're rigged for winter.