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7 January 2018

Robert Burns was right… Plan all you want, you’re not in control. OUR well-laid plan was to celebrate Christmas with the family (or however many were around) and head north to the Ballot Box on the day after (Tuesday).  BUT… Lynn contracted a fast-acting norovirus stomach ailment – probably on Christmas Eve – and by Christmas night it was raging in full force.  Luckily I did not contract it so I was able to play the Florence Nightingale role for her while we waited it out.  We hung back until Friday and then headed north once Lynn felt like she could do without a bathroom for an hour or two.

IMG_7924a-33pct25xWe arrived at the house around 3pm – before dark – so the drive up was without incident, but it was C-O-L-D up in mid-coast Maine.  I snapped a photo of the thermometer on the north side of the house at 7:30am on Saturday the 30th… -21°F (-30°C)! A bit chilly!  We’re “weekenders” at the house so we don’t use heating fuel (propane) at the same rate as if we were permanent residents.  We heat with two Rinnai wall furnaces (one in the basement, one on the first floor) and turn them down to the lowest setting – but not off – when we’re not there, so our consumption is less than the average customer.  BUT we only have one 100-gallon propane bottle so we get deliveries at the usual rate during the winter – scheduled for every two weeks. Well, it’s been COLD up in mid-coast Maine lately, and I have a habit of checking the tank gauge when we arrive for a weekend visit. On Friday afternoon it showed about 40%.

Because it was so cold, I would check the gauge each day and watch it go down at a rate that didn’t give me confidence that it would last until next Wednesday (our next scheduled delivery date).  By Tuesday morning of the day we planned on heading south it was below 5% so I called and asked to schedule delivery a day early (for an extra fee, naturally).  We turned the Rinnai’s down to almost the lowest setting, bundled up, and hunkered down to wait for the delivery truck.  Our plan to hit the road by noon was a bust.

Delivery guy finally came about 7:30pm and said he was looking at his 3rd 16-hour day. Yikes! Delivery took about 15 minutes (only 3 of which was actually pumping propane into the bottle/tank), then we set the thermostats to low, shut off the well pump (don’t want it pumping water into the house if a pipe freezes), shut off the water heater (no sense heating water in an unoccupied house), flushed the toilet tanks empty (so they wouldn’t freeze and crack if we did lose heat), packed the car and hit the road.  Got home before 11pm.

Posted 7 January 2018 by Gene Vogt in Uncategorized

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