Snow Sucks

For once we were actually looking forward to snow. Nowhere to go, no biggie.

Then we get up this morning and find out that our blower motor isn't coming on. Turns out there's a short somewhere in the system. Our house isn't cold, but it's not warm. Having an emergency call would pretty much mean the end of Christmas... no more presents. Or we can wait for the snow to melt and get my dad out here.

But I don't care because Andy doesn't have cancer anymore! Everything else is a minor annoyance.

So we'll see how it goes. If it stays reasonable in the house we'll wait until the snow melts. If not, we'll make the emergency call.