Last month, I was in a cleaning mode.
I had finished cleaning the attic, and I was working in the garage. I came across an seasoned space heating system the two of us hadn’t used since the two of us moved into this house. I put the space heating system on the discard side of the garage and went inside to make lunch. My hubby came inside and asked why the space heating system was in the trash pile. I told him it was old, and the two of us didn’t use it anymore. He said the space heating system was old, however it had only been used once or twice. He plugged it in and it still worked well. Within a few seconds, it was putting out enough heat that multiple minutes later, the garage was warm. He told me the two of us needed to keep that space heating system in case something happened to our oil furnace; Our oil furnace was only five years old, and I thought it was ludicrous to expect something to happen to it. I was going to sneak the space hater back into the trash, even though he was seeing me. I put it back into the garage loft and went back inside. Two mornings ago, my hubby was searching for the space heater, because our oil furnace wasn’t working. He asked me if I had kept it or thrown it away. I went outside and was back inside within minutes, with the space heating system in tow. He said he was hoping the two of us wouldn’t need to use it, even though he was glad the two of us had it now. I was glad I had forgotten the two of us had it, and not thrown it away.