A couple of weeks ago, we had a new heat pump installed in the stuga after the old one was declared dead. Yesterday, I went over to check how it was going. The stuga was beyond literally freezing on the Grace Scale (it was 3.4°), so I upped the temperature then tried to work out how to attach it to the wifi.
I left it to work its warming magic and went back to the house. I popped over later to find that the lights were no longer working. I had turned on a couple earlier and they worked but now, all lights were as dead as the old heat pump had been.
I noticed that the heat pump light was on, so I went in and checked the kitchen. No lights but the microwave and the oven were lit up. Okay, I thought, maybe the fuse had tripped the lights. Obviously, it was too dark to do anything so I left it for further investigation today.
This morning, I went over and, by this time, everything was powerless. Nothing, Nada. A complete shut-down of anything electrical. It was most disappointing. Just when you think everything is good, something turns bad.
Fortunately, the power in the house was okay which meant I could scan and shred for a bit and watch TV at lunchtime.
But it wasn’t just me and the stuga. Mirinda had her first day back at uni today and her train was delayed by an hour. It was very cold on the station. Due to the fact that the indicator board only updated around five minutes at a time, no-one was game to leave the platform and seek some warmer waiting.
On top of that, the fog that seems to have followed us all the way from Portugal is still hanging around. It feels like some horror movie malevolence.
Oh, and then, to cap the day off, Roberta Flack went and died. She was 88.
