I believe I told you that our furnace upstairs went out last month--on one of the coldest weekends of the year. The repairman came out on a Sunday and, well, repaired it. Last week, while running errands, the driver's side window on my car lowered itself and wouldn't budge to go back up. It was the second coldest day of the year and I was driving around town with the window down!! That got repaired on Friday/Saturday. This morning, the furnace upstairs isn't working. The repairman will be out this afternoon. Do I want your sympathy? Yes, please! In the meantime, what is a cold dog to do?
This is what I found after my shower this morning.