Tuesday is my late night, and I got home a bit after 11. It was cold -- mid to low teens. I put the trash & recycling out and grabbed the mail. I closed the garage, grabbed my stuff from the car and went in. My first thought was, "It feels warm in here".
Uh-oh. Cue the spooky music. The last 'n' times I've thought that it has been foreshadowing for me to realize that the furnace is out. Yup. It was 53 degrees. It had gone to "sleep" mode, but I expected it would still be in the high 60s.
I re-lit the furnace, turned the thermostat up to 70, did some work-stuff, had my half-hour encounter with my STD -- and then it was up to 55.
Got up 6:45, and was ready to leave by 7:00. Didn't shovel. Took 20 minutes to get to the first half of one exit down the highway. And another 7 minutes to get to the 2nd half. It was an hour after I left the house when I got to the next. It was most of an hour and a half by the time I got to work -- 8:27. Usually it takes 20-30 minutes to go the 11 miles. I needed to hit the ground running before 9am -- and indeed, I had about 45 minutes worth of prep-work to do before we got the notification -- early -- at 8:23 -- that I could start today's tasks. So all my work on getting up and ready WAY EARLY paid off -- in that I was to work by 9am, but it's still seemed in vain, since I wasn't actually "early", even though I tried hard.