My quest to not have to turn on the heat until November came to a reluctant end tonight when I set the upstairs thermostat to 63 degrees, clicking on the oil burner, which you can now hear shuddering in the basement.
The daytime temperature upstairs today dipped to 58 degrees, which may be the reason why noses are running for everyone in my family. It was an act of mercy -- I felt a little guilty when the kids' cheeks were cold in the morning -- and to avoid co-pays at the pediatrician.
But, mostly, I felt a little stubborn.
Let's see how long 3/4 a tank of oil lasts us.
Note: Tomorrow morning, once everyone's up, the heat goes off.
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So I can let it get down to 58 before I start to feel guilty about freezing my kids? The temperature in their room got down to 63 the other night and I turned the heat on but I didn't want to. Last night we broke out the winter jammies but my kids grew a bit this summer so they looked more like winter capris. We're going shopping later for some winter jammies so I can turn the heat off.
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