Camping (involuntarily) in my house...

So I just thought I would blog about this....it was a pretty big ordeal. and I think it is worth blogging about. Not this past Thursday, but the Thursday before (yes I know, it has already been a couple weeks since it happened, but hey, at least I am finally writing about it right?) In the middle of the night, I get up to pee. (Like all pregnant woman in their 37th week of pregnancy do) Well the house seems a bit nippy. The heater says it is 65 in our house, which isn't too bad, but I go ahead and turn it up to 68.
Bryan woke up and went to work and said something about the heater, but I wasn't exactly listening, since I was sleeping and all. I wake up around 10ish Friday morning, and the house feels even colder. Bryan calls me on his break, and says he turned the heater off. I got mad and was like "WHY?! It is frigging 40 degrees outside!" Turns out the heater was running, but not letting out any hot air. He had went down into the basement to check it (just so you all know, he knows NOTHING about heaters...or most appliances like that.) and I guess it looked broken to him. He said the flame wasn't shooting right so he turned it off. I obeyed him and didn't turn it back on either. And he said he would call our landlord to get it fixed.
So this particular day (and weekend) is supposed to be very cold...and it had gotten down into the 20s the night before....our house was like 58 (and dropping) all day!!! Still not too bad, I could rap up in a blankie and be fine... Just not the most comfortable weather to be sitting in all day. Well I had a doctor's appointment and so I had to take a bath...when I got in, my toes Burnt!! BURNT!!! Like when you are little and you are playing outside in the snow forever, then you come back in and wash your hands and they literally feel on fire? Well that's what my feet were doing, however I had not been playing outside-I was just in a freezing house!
Bryan tells me that our landlord is going to come over and take a look at the heater first, before he calls the heater guy. (Apparently I am not the only one that knows Bryan is not mechanically inclined...and he felt he needed to take a look before he called and spent money on it! lol.) So I sat around the rest of Friday, with no landlord ever showing up. Apparently a pregnant person in a cold house is not a top priority to him. Bryan called him when he got out of work, and our landlord said he would be over on Saturday morning!
So that meant another cold night in the house...except our house temperature started out at about 54 degrees before we went to bed. Bryan and I slept with every blanket in the house...and cuddled (which meant it was REALLY cold, because Bryan is NOT a cuddler!) When you haven't been able to get warm all day, 54 seems to feel like the coldest temperature in the world. I have pretty bad asthma and so by the time I woke up, my lungs were hurting...and my ears were numb. My hair felt frozen! At like 5 in the morning, I decided to google camping in cold weather... a little late, I know, but at least I was trying to find a way to be warm NOW. It said to sleep with a hat on to keep your heat in your head. Why had I never thought of that?! So I crawled back into bed and wrapped a blanket around our heads, which made us instantly feel warmer!!! Miracle! :) Bryan of course got to go to work and enjoy being warm for a bit while I had to wait in the cold house for the landlord to get there. When Bryan woke up and looked at the thermostat, he comes in and says "It's Jimmie Johnson in here". I didn't get it at first, but for any of you NASCAR fans, he meant it was 48 degrees in our house!!! (by the way, I barely slept at all!) I just laid in bed, with that blanket wrapped around my head and like 4blankets up to my nose...reading facebook updates on my iphone. My poor chihuahuas were freezing! One of them has really big eyes, and he kept closing them because his tears were so cold! It was the saddest thing I have ever seen, yet I could do nothing to make them feel better...they just shook in their bed I filled with towels! (Well I could have wrapped them in the blanket with me, but my husband is very allergic to dogs...so that was a no go.) The landlord never showed up until almost 11am. He took a quick look at the heater and decided...Yep, we needed the heater guy to come out and fix it. However our landlord tried to self diagnose as well...and he is no heater specialist either. So the part that he thought the heater specialist needed was a thermal cuflink something or another. I guess the heater guy didn't have any of those in stock, and around 5pm we get a call from our landlord telling us that the heater guy wouldn't have any in stock until Monday! Luckily Bryan's boss let him borrow a space heater, so we could sleep in a warm room...however going to the bathroom when our house was less than 50degrees was a bitch! The seat was like ICE!!!! And I have to pee on average like 7times a night now!
So we sat in our bedroom all Sunday (My standard poodle Maude pooped in her bed Sunday too...and I had to give her a bath in this cold weather because she rolled all over in it....that was a matter my husband and I practically killed each other over...Maude hasn't gone to the bathroom in the house in MONTHS!!!! So why now?! When I am 9months pregnant and the house has no heat?!) and I hung out in there all Monday with that space heater. Who knows how much that is going to set us back...I am pretty sure it is expensive to constantly have one running. The heater guy finally shows up at like 10:30, comes up after a few minutes and says "you're all set. It was just dirty." WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT JUST DIRTY?!?! That guy could have come out and cleaned the damn thing Friday afternoon and we would have had heat all weekend if our dumbass landlord wasn't so cheap!
But I left the heater going, and it didn't seem to be getting any warmer in the house. I went to babysit for a friend and when I got back, the house handn't gotten any warmer. So our heater had been running since this guy left with NO heat being let out!!! I turned it off, and when Bryan got home he turned it back on and it was working just fine...but think of all the electricity we wasted with the space heater and the heater running with no heat being emmitted! Kind of pisses me off....but the part that pisses me off the most is that I had to pee on a frigging freezing toilet seat the entire weekend. On top of all that...it got warm again like two days later...so if this would have happened like 3days before hand or 3days after, we wouldn't have needed a heater at all...
Personally I would have much rather camped outside...but at least I have a story of the time my husband and I had to freeze to death in our house unnecessarily. Makes for a good laugh now that I have feeling in my toes and ears again.