Fuhreeeeeeeezzing!

Y'know, new stuff isn't worth sh!t lately.

We've had our house for just about two years now, and the plumbing and heating system is totally new, not to mention most everything about the house.

At any rate, I woke up at 3:30 a.m. and thought, "it's a little cold in this room." But I took a blanket from the drawer, threw it on the bed, and pulled the covers up over my head.

And I slept, until 5:30 when Jess woke me up: "uh, Bokey, wake up; the heat's out."

The heat's out? WTF?! It's practically a new freaking gas boiler - it's just under two years old. And it dies on (naturally) the coldest day of the entire year.

So we fool around with the boiler and get the pilot light to light. And we leave and go to work, thinking all is well again.

Wrong.

When we came home this evening, it was immediately evident to me that the heat had gone out. Again.

So now we're sitting here waiting for the service man to show up. $175 just for the service call. And that doesn't include parts, should parts be needed. Rapists.

UPDATE: The heat was restored about three hours later...it ended up costing a total of $325.