Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas to all

Alas, another Christmas has come and almost gone. I started with that sentence about two hours ago once I got home and sat upon my couch. Once I had made my blog post, I had planned to start dismantling my decorations and packing them away for next year. I got sidetracked.

I've kind of thought that my heater wasn't working just right at my house. The past two nights, I have walked in and smelled gas. My dad tried to assure me that if I smelled gas that my house would have already blown up. I was more skeptical.

When I got home tonight, I called him and said, "are you sure I would have blown up by now?"

"Yes..."

So, he calls back in about 30 minutes. "Is it any better?"

"Well, I don't notice it now that I've been in here a while."

"Do you want me to come over?"

"Well, I would like a second opinion before I call Atmos."

"Fine, I'm on my way."

As he is on the way over, I'm thinking, "I sure hope he brings Mom. As bad as his sinuses are, he will be no help whatsoever."

Mom smells it immediately. Dad smells nothing.

I ended up calling Atmos. The service guy did not smell it either. However, he had just had sinus surgery on Thursday. He vividly told us about a previous procedure to cut out a bone in his sinuses, followed by this four procedure in which they cleared out his sinuses and removed ick the size of the biggest jumbo shrimp you ever saw. He said he was smelling better, but that really didn't mean anything.

He tells Dad that it could just not have ENOUGH gas to explode yet. ENOUGH being the operative word.

Sure enough, a small leak in the heater valve. He had to cut it off until someone can come out to fix it. He did tell Dad that Mom and I had to have pretty good noses.

For now, staying at my parents house. It's actually the first time to do so in this house. If it had been earlier in the week when it was 80 degrees during the day, and I had the air on at night, I'd be taking down Christmas ornaments right now and sleeping in my own bed.

The thing I'm most thankful for today? That I didn't just take my dad's word about exploding gas.

Merry Christmas ya'll!

1 comment:

Wyn said...

Merry Christmas and Happy Boxing Day. I am glad that you called the gas company, much better to have them tell you nothing is wrong then to come home to a missing house!