Hey. Hey! I bolted upright. “Richard wake up I smell burning.”
Checking out electronics all over the house–they felt cool to the touch, they were fine. Everything looked fine. Normal.
He didn’t think it was anything but the furnace waking up for the season. Maybe. I pointed out that the furnace had already been running some nights.
Sitting under one of the vents tonight, he smelled it again.
I thought our HVAC guy had moved out of the area during the pandemic, but it felt like who else could I possibly call? and went looking. He’s here now, anyway. Yay! And he’ll be by tomorrow to inspect that furnace for us.
Joe is the guy who came off our roof white as a sheet some years ago and asked, Are you guys okay?! when he found the previous furnace pumping carbon monoxide down our vents. The CO alarm helpfully went off five minutes after he took it out of commission. Lesson learned: never let your alarms be 20 years old. Replace them at five even if they look like they’re working.
We were not okay, and now we and our doctors knew why. We will forever owe him so much.
He’s on it. So much better than worrying about it. See you at noon, Joe.