Oy fucking
Then, after work, instead of going to the gym like I wanted to, we embarked on the Saga of the Pellet Stove. Like everyone else in this god forsaken state, we are in full tilt panic mode re: how we are going to survive the winter without freezing our effing asses off. Here’s the simple equation: $5 a gallon oil + 1000plus gallons needed for the winter = $5000, which in turn = L & J being stone cold broke and living on the streets. We have an oil furnace/water heater and a propane fireplace in teh living room. Folks - here are 2 tips if you’re building a house in new england and just happen to be as stupid as me. 1) Build a 2 flue chimney. 2) Don’t heat your damn house with oil.
So, we talked to a very tired and exhausted pellet stove salesman, who is selling more pellet stoves than he can stock. He gave us some useful information - namely that it is most likely a viable option for us….if we can actually find pellets to buy, and if he can keep enough of them in stock (there is currently a 12 week waiting list. Ok, let me remind you - it’s effing JULY. I feel like I’m a pioneer woman living on the frontier. This is america! Should I really have to deal with this crap. What is my government doing about this. Oh yes, I finally got my stimulus check in the mail. Thanks Dubwa. I will stimulate the economy to buying pellets IF I can get them so I don’t get fucked up the ass by oil companies this year. And I am one fo the lucky ones because hopefully I will actually be able to afford it. It’s just damn depressing. Nobody cares. Whaa!
Ok, so obviously my positivity experiment was dangerous and unsuccessful. Bottle it up all day and this is what happens. But this was my controlled venting session and now I will resume positivity. Thanks for listening.
I am offically addicted to both O’Doul’s and sobriety. Yes, those are pigs you see flying by. Hi piggie!
