This is what I get for starting to get a little too happy with the way things are going. Andy's back in the hospital as you know. Going to be at least tomorrow before he gets home. But that's fine because Julie and the kids woke up to a 57-degree house this morning and it will be worse tomorrow. Our furnace is dead. We need a new one.
Oh well. We'll figure something out. We always do.
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